I take a great number of photographs and as I look through them over time it makes me remember why I took them.
Now why would the termites build a nest in the tree? If they eat the tree then the nest falls to the ground right?
Was it also blue and when it was alive it was a very rare lobster or did it get that way after it died?
Sometimes I just wonder at the beauty and evolution. How long did it take to evolve the yellow, white and red so as to attract the insects to the target with the pollen?
This happens to be a very old grave and from what I’ve read was from some of the original slaves that lived and died in the southern end of the island of Eleuthera. Yet now the sea is encroaching and tearing apart these graves. The sea was always there so why did they bury people so close to the shore?
How does this tree survive? It grows out of the concrete but is strong enough to hold itself out on an angle. Does it get it’s nourishment from the old wooden roof?
Now someone here has found some great inspiration and spent a great deal of time collecting trash at the beach. I wonder how many hours in collecting and building this were taken.
You see- I wonder about a lot of things!