This morning what I saw in the water made me speechless.
Small fragments of plastic were scattered everywhere as far as I could see. They can tell you about it a hundred times, but you really can’t believe it until you see it with your own eyes.
The September sky is so beautiful. Full of clouds, some puffy, threatening and laden with water, others harmless, white and isolated.
This morning the dawn was black, the sun could not get through the build-up of clouds on the horizon and this made the typical hues of morning colours even more persistent, whereas, with a sky clear, they would have faded in a matter of minutes.