We pass chunks of driftwood, washed up by the sea, bleached white by the elements. They provide a stark contrast to the black sand that surrounds them. They are endlessly fascinating to study and beautiful to look at.
We pass chunks of driftwood, washed up by the sea, bleached white by the elements. They provide a stark contrast to the black sand that surrounds them. They are endlessly fascinating to study and beautiful to look at.
Static and Silence 