Scomber Scombrus

A fishing friend calls from time to time, out of the blue.

Not out of the blue sky, but out of the blue sea.

Often when she has caught something interesting.

From the phone came, “Are you interested in a mackerel?”

Of course I was interested in a mackerel.

The mackerel is a nifty fish. Built for speed, like a tuna, or bonita. I have not caught a mackerel since I was about eleven years old.

Here’s the fish.

Out came the knife and the steel. The mackerel became a carcass and two filets, one filet for each of us. The carcass went to the garden for burial, where it will over time transmogrify into vegetables.

The iridescence of this animal is a sight to behold.

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