Walking Commentary
Thoughts and cycling from Manchester to Rome in 2023
Sometimes an adverb is enough, as illustrated by poet Diarmuid Fitzgerald:
in the marshes
without my map –
joyously lost
Thames Way: haiku and tanka (Alba, 2015, page 27)
As a reflection seismologist, I spent four decades reducing sound echoes into visualisations of rock formations long buried from view.
As a photographer, I seek to capture incidents that might not otherwise be seen.
As a rambler, I try to emulate reflections: they leave no trace.
“The most important question we must ask ourselves is, ‘Are we being good ancestors?’”- Jonas Salk
