rock-hopping at Halifax

yesterday i tottered about at the seaside

preparing for my class in Halifax

the road to the water wandered past a lovely pond

but in one end of it there was a dog crate

i hope it was vacant

to calm down i built a rockpile

and then another

then i combed the beach for treasure

i marvelled at birch trees growing so close to salt water

it just doesn't happen at home

such a beautiful path

obviously

the perfect place to set fire to a car

from this black patch

i salvaged

a nice piece of copper pipe

some melted aluminium

and a lot of fine rusted wire 

[from the tyres]

we used that today to set up some 'magic potion'

for the class

after work today

i went down to the sea again

to collect more lovely seaweed

one of the rockpiles

had survived the tide