Curtain Figs in Australia – Amazing trees

Some of the fantastic wildlife around Salle in OZ

The bush is alive – insects, scurrying creatures and large marsupials. I felt at home.

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The beauties of Norfolk – Photos

I just had to put a few more up!

 

Killing our precious animals for fun!!

Tess killed this giraffe for fun.

She grins behind his dead body in this shocking viral photo — but right now, we have a precious chance to turn this tragedy into a lifeline for giraffes everywhere!

Join the AVAAZ campaign and stop these bastards killing such beautiful creatures for fun!!

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The Smokey Mountains of North Carolina and Tenessee

In 2008 we stayed in a cabin up in the mountains among the Smokey Mountains. It was a magical period of time. The mountains were very picturesque and full of wildlife.

Amazing birds at Bempton Cliffs.

Photography – Bempton – Gannets, Puffins, Razorbills, Shags and Cormorants

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Bridlington Bay – an ode

Bridlington Bay – an ode

 

This morning we walked the shore at Bridlington Bay.

The cold still air on our faces,

The winter sun gliding through the sky

Peeping through the misty cloud

Like a moon

Lost in the daylight.

 

 

 

On the beaches the dogs played,

Running free on the wet sands,

Sands revealed by the retreating waves,

As seagulls circled and swooped

With raucous calls.

 

 

In the harbor the sanderlings and sandpipers

Pecked a living from the mud,

Industriously trotting and bobbing

To pick invisible morsels,

Oblivious to us.

 

 

We walked the length of the bay and back,

Past shuttered ice-cream parlours,

Closed museums and deserted funfairs,

Stranded speed boats and the pirate ship.

 

 

A flock of Turnstones skimmed

And wheeled across the wet sand

With black and white flashes

Of wings and body.

A speedy flock,

To swoop and come to rest

On the edge of the promenade

Under the balustrade,

Ignoring the dog walkers and couples

Walking past,

Habituated to humans.

 

We stopped to admire

The Gansey girl,

Frozen in time,

Waiting patiently

On the pier.

 

We passed the facades

Of the Punch and Judy and the clowns,

Past the brightly coloured

Beach chalets,

Waiting for summer.

Then back to the plaque

To the two Hawaiian Princes

Who introduced surfing

To Britain from this very beach.

Who had their boards fashioned

By local boat builders.

 

We read about the exploits

Of Amy Johnson, of Lawrence of Arabia,

Nelson and Captain Cook,

Whose connections

Were renowned.

 

Then coffee and soup

Overlooking the bay

As the light played

Across the beach and water,

Creating a changing

Mosaic of beauty.

 

Back along the promenade,

Reading the poems

And words

Set in stone,

Thinking,

Enthralled,

Peering out to sea

And contemplating

The nuance.

 

Just a few hours

In a tableau

Stretching back

Across centuries,

Millenia,

Of unrelenting, gradual change –

Onward into the unknown.

 

 

A tableau

In which

We play

A fleeting role,

As Bridlington Bay

Evolves.

 

Opher 6.1.2019

 

 

There is something magical about walking by the sea. In winter, when the place is shut down and there are no crowds to push through, we see a different side.

There is a beauty, a peace, and time to contemplate. Nature is evident, going on around us, used to us, ignoring our presence.

Among the deserted trappings of the gaudy entertainment it is easy to imagine the intransigence of our presence.

When we are gone and the evidence of our presence is confined to a layer in the rock the bay will prevail.

EU Power Efficiency Laws prove effective!!

Great news for the environment!

Laws concerning the efficiency of electrical appliances initiated by the EU have succeeded in cutting our electricity bills by 25%.

EU Legislation has caused the manufacturers of electrical appliances to become more efficient. Our fridges, hoovers, ovens, kettles and other appliances now use much less energy to do the same job. This has not only saved us money on our bills but has reduced the need to burn fossil fuels to make our electricity which is great for the environment. When coupled with the introduction of LED lights this has reduced our electricity use by a quarter. Great stuff!!

At a time when over a third of our electricity is produced by alternative, non-polluting, renewable energy sources, this is brilliant.

The future of our planet does not mean we have to live like hermits in austere houses. It just means that we have to become much more efficient with our energy use (and conservation) and to produce it with non-polluting sources. It is possible!

So well done!!

The Hunt – a whaling poem

The Hunt

 

I hear them come.

I run.

But there is nowhere

To hide.

I dive.

I surface and gasp

And dive.

But they are relentless.

They never tire.

In panic

I strain and race.

Their engines pound

Their mechanical,

Metallic coldness,

Their metronomic

Melody

Of death.

No escape.

No matter which way

I twist and turn.

They hunt me down.

Desperate.

I gasp.

And it hits.

It slams into my side.

Explodes.

Sending white hot barbs

Of liquid fury

To pierce my insides.

No matter how much I struggle

They have me

Torn, bleeding

And pierced

Writhing in agony,

On the end of a rope.

It pulls, it rips, it tears

But there is no escape.

I feel the life blood

Flow freely

As the searing pain

Floods my mind,

As my body weakens.

Yet still,

Futilely,

Driven by the

Will to survive,

With the knowledge

Of the hopelessly,

I thrash.

It is tearing my insides.

The agony is white hot.

My mind shrieks.

Yet there is no escape.

With gaff and hook

They reel me in

And, eventually,

I cease to struggle.

 

Opher – 28.12.2018

 

 

A hundred pound harpoon is blasted from a gun on deck into the flesh of the whale as it surfaces. It penetrates deep and explodes, ripping flesh and sending barbs deep into the tissue to anchor it to the ship.

As many as seven harpoons may be used.

The whale thrashes around in agony as the barbs tears at its flesh but it can’t escape.

It will take half an hour of searing pain until the loss of blood causes it to weaken and die.

The whalers do not care about the whales intelligence, nor its highly developed social life. They do not care about the songs it has composed or its family. They do not care about how much agony they cause. To them it is a big piece of meat to be sold for profit.

They bloody the waters, hack and saw the flesh into lumps to sell.

It is all about the money.

Is the planet better off without us?

There are many who are wonder that with the terrible damage we are presently doing to the planet, whether the place wouldn’t be better off without us.

There are so many disasters. I reckon the major ones are:

Overpopulation
Global Warming
Species extinctions
Extreme pollution

Presently I think we are in grave danger of totally upsetting the ecological balance of the planet and doing permanent damage.

Would the planet be better off without us? That is debateable but if there is nothing left that is sentient to appreciate it would it matter?

I have a few thoughts.

Well certainly the richness of life and abundance would be better without us.

And certainly there are a number of other creatures who are sentient (and intelligent) who might well prosper without us (gorillas, chimps, elephants, whales to name but four).

I certainly appreciate nature and have a great love for animals and plants. I would like to see them flourish and it distresses me to see them treated so badly and suffering so much.

Then, of course, evolution would work to fill in the gaps. There could well be a new highly intelligent species that would eventually replace us and prove to be more compassionate and a better manager of the planet. So that could be good.

But I have a fondness for humanity. I think we are a bit Jekyll and Hyde. Perhaps there is hope for us? Perhaps we can learn to care for the other life we share the planet with? Perhaps we will learn to be less cruel? Perhaps we will learn to manage the natural world a lot better and learn from our mistakes?
I’d like to think so.
You don’t value what you’ve got until its gone, do you?
And the cruel, vicious side of our nature is really our worst side!
But there are many people who do care for nature. That gives me hope!