Diesel, a human trace of the worst kind. Living on a narrowboat above all means being close to nature, and it is one of the reasons why I choose and appreciate this unique lifestyle. Sadly it is not as idyllic as it seems. Unquestionably, there is a tremendous amount of wildlife, proximity to the elements of nature, a sense of unity, and harmony with the world and one another. Regrettably, as there are always two sides of the coin, as there is light and dark, yin and yang, there is the polluted side of a majestic and beloved river world. The amount of waste that I see (and clean up as much as I can) floating in the water, damaging habitats, and contaminating our cherished waterways is, to say the least, utterly appalling.
How can we do this to our valuable nature? It frustrates me, and it breaks my heart. If you think the garbage in the river is wrong, think of what the diesel spillage does to the natural environment. Poison, something that I see too frequently living on the river, and I chose to use the power of photography to bring this to attention.
All I can hope for is change. All I can do is to act.