Hyde Park

Today's photography focus was water. Holy cow, this blog is like one long rant on deja vu and water and the Gulf Oil Spill, sheesh. The whole day was quite serene, watching the ducks and geese have their fun in a pond. looking out at the other ponds where birds were flying overhead and the occasional dog would duck-dive in for some slashing fun. The water fountain/park tribute to Princess Diana, where young and old stripped off their shoes and sandals to frolic in the streams of man-made, watery bliss. All this in Britain. Where the water on the Thames and all around is still intact and in good condition. It will be a relatively sad moment when I return home to Florida, back to the BP Oil Spill. Where the BP gas station we gone past was not being picketed or boycotted. Where there is still a love of 
Back to the news and deluge of articles touting the destruction and permanent devastation which can not be reversed...

Diego admiring the horses!

Back to a place where I am no longer a traveling graduate student, returning to yet again, a behind the scenes student, graduating in March. What happens next? Do I find a way to meld my experiences here into my regular job and/or personal life? Maybe I am over thinking this, but I am afraid life is too short to sit idle and just stay peeved about this crisis. Even here, I have stayed vigilant in my pursuit of recycling and up-cycling things; but I am dreading coming home to a still gushing, busted oil pipeline....I can't stop thinking about it, I'm having nightmares about it here. I hope some progress is happening abroad. (HA! I refer to America as "Abroad"!)

Peter Pan statue in the park

My day to take the class photo, half in the water!