Ballyvaughan

Waiting for Mum. Physio appointment Ballyvaughan.
12.30 -1.30pm
 
I take a stroll along the shore by the quay while waiting for Mum.
The only other person is a lady and her dog.
The sound of small aero plane overhead and birdsong. The fragments of a white porcelain cup scattered amongst the rocks catch my attention. I gather them up and enjoy re arranging them into a new pattern leaving it behind for someone else to discover.
As I return, I notice a stack of lobster pots repurposed from old plastic containers. These have been left standing for some considerable time. Inside each contains a new miniature micro- environment, some with moss, new plant life, gravel, and rubbish.