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near nothingless

by sonja berlin-jones

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when drunk (as I am now) this one's relentlessness seems beautiful and brave, when sober (as I will be one day soon) this one's relentlessness seems somewhat annoying - I'm sure. Whichever way you swing, it's cutting-edge of course, and no one ever said that cutting-edge was going to be easy.

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Yes it is another fascinating photograph of a pond from my childhood - this is the one on Beaulieu Heath, near to the Royal Oak pub. My favourite ex and I went to the pub a couple of lunchtimes ago and I very much recommend it - I even wrote a Google review of the place, all most heartfelt, thank you. I think one of the reasons we enjoy eating out together so much is because we almost always get very good food and service, and I think this is because the staff etc think we're professional food reviewers or whatever. We are stunningly extrovert and that makes people suspicious, in a good way.

Again it's probably nearly half a century since I last stood so close to this pond. We - my family and our friends - would sometimes walk here from our homes - across Roman Road and across the bypass and into the long flat woods and then across the even flatter open heathland for a mile or two parallel with the endless straight road, and reaching the pond with our nets and jars we'd catch all the newts and water beetles and tiny fish - we wrought terrible destruction on the place I am ashamed to say - we thought we were fitting in alongside nature as we took half of her back home with us to too-warm oxygenless aquariums and got upset as the delightful personable animals turned upside down and died.

This week the pond was flooded - I'd never seen it like this before. It was hard to believe there was anything alive inside it. And maybe there wasn't. There were several ponds in the fields where I used to live and they were wriggling with wildlife, it was so pure and clean and perfect. That is because those tiny ponds weren't polluted, and they were left alone. I learnt from my stupid childhood. Google maps shows me that those ponds have now been filled in as the house and its land is turned into another desolate sterile modern idea of what Nature is. Except Nature isn't like that - and it's not like the pond in the picture, now destroyed by the polluted poisonous run-off from the nearby road.

recorded this morning, photo Beaulieu Heath this week

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released December 24, 2022

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