July 10, 2008
The view to my right makes me sad. Despite that in Winter I see impressive sunsets, the foreground is so ugly as to render them not worth snapping. Immediately to my right is a small, pebble beach and a rocky little outcrop, where the local grandads like to fish, but beyond lies the ugly cement of not one, but two, golf resorts. Some still forging ahead with buildings for which planning permission was given thirty years or so ago, not before the last recession, but the one before that. I hope that town halls know better now. Much too late.