from BARDO

The stars are in our belly; the Milky Way our umbilicus.

Is it a consolation that the stuff of which we’re made

is star-stuff too?

– That wherever you go you can never fully disappear –

dispersal only: carbon, hydrogen, nitrogen, oxygen.

Tree, rain, coal, glow-worm, horse, gnat, rock.

Roselle Angwin

Wednesday, 16 October 2013

seals at Sennen

Yesterday, my grin became a permanent fixture. We spotted a whole family of seals here at Sennen, maybe ten of them, plus a truly massive bull seal, playing around in the shallows for hours. However, that was just after my camera batteries ran out. So, rather like the beaver/otter at Huelgoat, you won't see them. Sorry. (Though actually somewhere above those rocks underwater in the shallows is one mega male seal.)

And, just in case it seems like I've done nothing for the past few weeks except swan around in stunningly beautiful places, I'd like to say – that's right. Though there has occasionally been a little work thrown in; and today Jenny and I are really truly going to be starting that poetry-and-printmaking project we've been speaking of for three or four years, down at Marazion Marshes, by the causeway to St Michael's Mount.

Oh, it's a hard life...

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