Food For Thought

A blipmeet with local blippers today, we took the ferry to Long Island, a narrow srip of land in Roaring Water Bay only a short distance from the mainland. Headed out to the beacon on the eastern end of the island, picnicked on the coast, then bimbled along to the settlement on the Western side, a mix of inhabited and uninhabited houses, there are only twelve residents on the island. There was a wonderful sense of peacefulness but also a feeling of neglect and abandonment.
I chose to blip these beautiful seaweeds as I had been pondering on them since an elderly gentleman who came into the shop to buy some Caragheen Moss, told me how sensitive seaweeds are to pollution and how there is so much less Caragheen on the rocks these days because of all the fertilizers farmers put on their fields which then get washed off into the sea in heavy rain.