a spring driven thing

Spring is here and the land becomes green and covered with flowers. I watch ants and bees at work, doing what they have always done and I see a skylark singing, floating above this beautiful blue morning. The view out here is so quiet and peaceful, with just the song of birds and the living hum of insects. Who would think to look at it that it is now covered with a deadly and invisible radiation? An invisible pollution to go with the electro magnetic pollution and all the other awful stuff that we have covered the planet with, and almost none of it visible.

The world becomes increasingly radioactive in what is starting to appear as a great war to pollute the environment and poison the future. In a search to see how we can protect ourselves from such stuff I have come across so many pieces of advice that it even seems a high salt diet complemented with lots of fag smoking might be a good idea at the moment. This is obviously more than a bit daft.

I was working outside when Chenobyl went down and seeing which way the wind and rain were blowing and the government advice that everything was fine, wondered what I might be able to do to protect myself. Not having much access to information I pulled my hat further over my face and carried on digging holes in the ground.

There seems to be a lot of cancer around these days and it could well be that our poisoned environment is now killing us. I remember reading an article about the examination of ancient egyptian mummies for traces of cancer and that only a very negligible amount of tumourous cells had been discovered, which led me to think that perhaps cancer is pretty much a modern invention, though I would be happy to be wrong about this.

Like a lot of people I was always against nuclear power and nuclear armaments. We protested and were derided and ignored as much as possible and nuclear power and the arms industry went on their merry way with the great help of the governments, whichever left or right position they pretended to be and all of it subsidised by the taxpayer, so that we payed for the privilage of being poisoned and poisoning the rest of the world. Our elected representatives? In what way have our interests ever been represented by these people? I think of all the money and the notion of 'I'll be gone, you'll be gone' and people like Warren Anderson and plenty of others.

The first five photographs were taken a week or two before the following photos and show the way that the woodland changes so rapidly at this time of year. Already they need updating as spring is swift here even though it has been very dry. At the moment the woodland is half in leaf and half bare still, though that is changing rapidly. The wild flower in photo five is Honesty, which is in short supply in many places these days.

Keep up the good work you lot and all the best to you wherever you are.