Water, earth, air: the Pewsey Vale white horse in Wiltshire.
diary entry from my trip to indiana
Sierra Madre Oriental: Geological Pink Tales, Nydia Lilian, 2024-2025
as much as i need to leave this place, i will miss the sounds of the owls in the forest at night here
AHTARI, FINLAND.
Speaking of carcasses, here are three I saw on a beach in Suffolk on a hot day last year in the springtime. Everything was dry and smelly.
The first is a seal, curled up by a marshy tide pool above the dunes, long forgotten by the ocean. I think it might be a common seal, by it’s size and blondeish fur, but who can really tell at this stage. Note the little crab claw lying on its pelt, if you zoom in. Probably carried along by the same scavengers who picked the carcass clean!
The second is a little more difficult but I think it was a harbour porpoise. All distinguishing features (tail, dorsal fin, face) are missing but it has a blowhole and is about the right size. It's grey belly had gone leathery and tanned in the sun.
The last is a lesser-spotted dogfish, or small-spotted catshark, if you are so inclined. Dog for scale.