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prue batten's avatar

What a metaphor for life.

We get so mired in our own rhythms, don't we? And sometimes that change in direction can be spectacular. Maybe like us both joining Substack to write, instead of just reading other's essays.

The cliffs are astonishing, dangerously exciting, but maybe just another marker from nature for us all to take note and DO something.

Coastal erosion is everywhere - our own beaches come and go over millenia. Escarpments change and build and change again - but ever-present is the power of weather and I wonder just how much longer we can put up with the monetized minds of the politicians, very few of whom give a damn.

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Andrea Eschen's avatar

Such beautiful photographs and words! Thank you. And for the reminder to shake it up a bit for a new perspective.

Of course I want to know the story behind the bricks. Where did they come from? Who put them there? When? Has that much of the hillside eroded? Could that have made the people who lived there leave? This must have been an exciting excursion for geologists, water scientists, sociologists, and writers.

Your posts remind me to be aware and to NOTICE. One way to do that is to do something differently and look around as you've stated many times. I thought about that today as I took a slight diversion on my walk when I approached streets from a different angle. I did have a new perspective to help me learn the area and figure out how to approach my destinations. I will also confess I have to find the appropriate balance between observing, thinking, and catching up on my podcasts. Today I listened for part of my walk to the New York Time's The Daily about Trump's money problems. I don't remember much of what I saw during that part of the walk because my eyes were seeing red.

Tomorrow is another day.

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