Not much sleep last night after a chorus of all the dogs in the area woke us at 2.30. Unfortunately it was started by our pair, Ziggy and Zara doing their best to make us believe they were being tortured with hot needles. As it turned out that was a fair description.
Opening the door revealed a pattern of bloody spots and paw prints and we thought, oh no, here we go again! Luckily, all became clear when Gina discovered nothing more sinister than a very large hedgehog. This was deposited in the field opposite and serenity reigned again, well as near as we ever get to it!
At least the horrible wet weather today enabled me to finish this landscape. Here, I’m trying to capture some of the spirit of Kayakoy as the changes in the wind move it into another phase. It’s been out of sight for a long time, hidden away and quietly corroding, but the future is rushing in as politicians, developers and all the other interested parties begin to unfold their plans and read us their agendas. Plus ca change, plus c’est la meme chose.