The end of the road or a jurassic lark ?

The great, wise dialectical endormi has had plenty of time to meditate at the moment. It is raining and it has been raining a lot. So much so that the beaches have been turned to mud and are closed due to pollution. Pollution ? The papers say it is caused by all the vegetation and mud washed down out of the ravines that abound. The truth is more likely all the crap that people throw in the ravines. Whatever, I shan't be going to the beach as the road has got there before me and is adding to the debris ...


Still, it is interesting to be reminded that at least we cannot control everything and Nature reclaiming a bit of tarmac seems just.


I was wittering somewhere about photography and light. Thinking aloud that water is perhaps light and Thales is a candle.


Whatever, the endormi is making a great effort to cross the mudflats ...