Wednesday, January 20, 2010

The illusion which exalts us is dearer to us than ten thousand truths.


Last night we saw Henry pondering in the dunes at Clifton Beach, today is Ezra sizing up his mother at Fossil Bluff in Wynyard.

In the background there you can see Table Cape, which is, geologically speaking [ahem] a large volcanic plug.

12 comments:

Roddy said...

Don't forget to mention the old fossil who was off with Henry, looking in rock pools for blue ringed octopussies. No luck though!

√ Abraham Lincoln said...

A volcano plug? Wow. That would give me the creeps.

Sue said...

That's no way to talk about your wife, Roddy!!! hehehe (Sorry, Franny)

Who Is Tim Burton? said...

Hi! Kris,
What a very interesting photograph, info(rmation)and a very interesting quote...
...Thanks, for sharing!
DeeDee ;-D

uncertainhorizon said...

so beautiful.... as usual Kris.

Kris said...

Roddy, plenty of crabs.

Kris said...

Abe, it's been some time since it blew...

Kris said...

Sue, he is older and greyer than her.

Kris said...

DeeDee, it is a great place.

Kris said...

UH, I do try...

Roddy said...

Kris, I know. I was there, remember.
Henry didn't like the crabs though.

Roddy said...

Sue, Frankie is a living treasure, not yet fossilised.