May 30 enviro mental

It’s a big city and we haven’t ventured out of our own little area too much .Buildings all the way to the beach . Trees and greenery are hard to find .Although you grow fond of it . I don’t know why ? Maybe just familiarity . The strand and all its cluster of concrete and render sandwiched between two big ugly old power stations .You look back from the water and wonder ,what the hell they were they thinking? My view has altered . It is beautiful in all its ugliness. On a grey cloudy day it almost has a warp to it I can’t really describe . I sound like a wanker but it reminds me of a Salvator Daly landscape . They are keen on going green here and not a moment too late. You’ve got oil rigs and tankers off the coast and stretches of oil pumps along the shoreline just north . It’s amazing the wild life in the water is even here ,but it seems plentiful. Still, every day you walk the sand you’ll get tar like blotches attach to your feet. The smell of the water on some days is an intense earthy tang . It’s like someone has dumped a pile of ‘chum ‘ into the pot .Once the sun comes out, its like it all disappears .When its sunny it’s oh so California .Its what you expect to see when you Holliday ,but when it’s overcast it’s real urban.