Thursday, November 12, 2009

Fundy Mud (July, 1997)

Continuing the theme of water, in this case its absence. The Bay of Fundy is pretty bizarre at low tide. I remember getting a sense of it as this expanse of land that you just couldn't walk over (I'm sure of course this isn't the case, really), possibly because your feet would start sinking in and you'd just keep going down, as if in quicksand... or you'd get stuck, and the tide would come in again. I think there's a distaste that I have for mud that is governing my feelings here, since if all this were sand (as in many places in New Zealand) I know I wouldn't feel the same way.

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