My walk to the sea, around 10 am, Tuesday 25 October, 2022: part 4 / 4

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 My walk to the sea, part 4/4

 

 

 14.

 

A piece of abandoned green plastic, most likely a fragment torn from a bin bag.

 

 

15.

 

A concave stone shrine harbouring a wooden Jesus, crucified, three benches 

Seeing Jesus here so close to the beach strikes me as anachronistic. I tend to think of the beach as a bit pagan, really.

16.

 

Sea with drinks seller's trolley and two people seated under a sunshade.

17.

 

The sea, sand, some clouds.

 

 

  I often walk to the sea but I rarely spend much time there. I find that when I`m at the sea I feel aimless. In fact, don't really find the environment enjoyable. It is bleak, and I perceive futility in this sort of leisure space which I feel is best suited to persons seeking recovery from illnesses, or caring for small children. 

Actually, I`d go further- the expanse of sea fills me with dread. And the views don`t offer much for conversation, either. They just...are.

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This was the end of my walk.

 When I got back, I felt quite good, happy in a mild way. The good feeling lasted all day, despite some bad news about a traffic fine and my driving license, which will probably be suspended for three months.

I will do a set documenting the return journey one day. But I am not sure when. But, to leave you on a cliffhanger, I don`t usually return the same way I go...

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