Further to my, earlier this week, post, this is probably a far more realistic set of pictures of what it is really like to bring your bit of fish to your plate.
The Harvester, aptly named, attempts to harvest the seas for your fish supper.
This is one of todays 'state of the art' fishing boats. The pictures are courtesy of the Daily Mail, and the photographer, name in the corner of the pics, who must have been equally tossed about the troughs and the highs of the seas in another boat taking the photographs!
Imagine, if you will , being in another era and still heading out to farm the seas.
A Puffer (steam powered.)
And earlier, sail. All went out in the same weather and encountered the same challenges. Albeit these last two pictures are taken with a calm sea, in harbour, but where were they heading? Then, they had no satnav, no radar, no weather forecasts, but out they went. And met the same high seas, the same deep troughs, and, mostly, came back safely to port.
Tis amazing. They , the fishermen, are a different breed.
I sometimes visit the Seamens Mission, there I meet with the Geriatric Mafia Crafting Gang, but sometimes, I just lean backwards and listen to the talk of the retired fishermen who also come in for their craik and banter and cup of tea. Wonderful people.
So - back to normality, well my normality. Wednesday morning art group and we are all still struggling with perspectives and verticals and horizontals, mainly round here the only horizontal you can count on is the sea, that's always level on the horizon, thank god, otherwise we would be fleeing to the mountains.
Another worry for me, is I do not ever get to grips with the sun setting and rising in different places depending on what time of year it is, and I dont care how many times it gets explained about the tilt of the earth....
the other is when you drive down a road and you see the sea apparently higher than the road you are driving down...why does it not therefore flood towards you?
As it does not, ever, I do not get too worried about it.
And finally, or have you all pressed the delete button? I continue with my exciting journey down the wet into wet painting and have done this Birthday Card for my Granddaughter who will be one on Friday. She and her parents have had a rough ride during this first year so my choice of elephants is to pray for tough hides for us all.
And for you if you feel the need, and having ups and downs.