Tuesday, 2 August 2011

Thoughts from places; dead crab and naked babies

one. (rock pool)

Whilst staying in Devon I visited Exmouth on a cloudy misty morning. Sometimes after staying in the city for so long you kind of forget about the vast expanse of the outside. The sea looked like it tumbled endlessly into the horizon. The red stained chiselled cliffs grew from the sandy Earth. The rock pools infested with children hunting crabs and fish, poking at them with their chubby fingers.







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