By Himself

By Himself

Windbent

No energy at all today.

We made a half-hearted attempt to clear the heaps of top branches from the fallen cedar but gave in quite quickly and went out to this headland for a quick breather. Cold, windy and grey.

The mountains of seaweed and detritus washed ashore by the storms are now rotting. The smell is quite bad in places and there is so much plastic embedded everywhere. The human race is so untidy.

Here is something to remember next time you/we go to throw something away - 'THERE IS NO AWAY'

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