
Snowflakes, fine as ash from an extinguished house fire, fall on the whale. They settle and then melt on nearby truck tractors, a screaming-red crane, and the concrete slab to which the whale is bolted. The city fathers promise that one day, the bronze humpback whale will breach over a summer garden. It will entice cruise ship tourists to walk a mile down the multi-million dollar sea walk, away from the Franklin Street jewelry stores and Tee shirt shops. But now, the whale breaches in a construction yard, as startling as a sunflower in Antarctica.

Wow. I don’t remember this whale from my time in Juneau (nearly 10 years ago). When was it put there?
It showed up in town last summer. Skip Wallen is the artist. You probably remember the brown bear statute he made for in front of the courthouse. (Windfall Fisherman).
I do. Somewhere in my archives I have several photos of his bear. This whale is in another league, though! I hope you will post some photos once the park surrounding it is finished.
Nice post! The whale although a bit obscure there, it is also a symbol somehow of the place! It makes me dream of visiting this place one day..!