Whether that is mixing with some of the regions most venomous of snakes or scaling cliffs as a way of reaching certain photographic vistas.
There are no guarantees that my son, Joshua, will be able to strap on SCUBA tanks and plop into the crystal clear waters of tropical Micronesian reef channels,
Uniting and subscribing to the health of our Planet, is that such an alien concept? With enough people on board could it be a possible solution?
Change is a word we hear a lot these days. “Climate Change” “Change for the better” “Change for a cuppa, Guv?”. In a way it addresses something that isn’t right, something that needs, well, to change.
I know, I know, it’s been six months since my last blog. I’m not gonna come in here and give you some tosh that bloggers write to make up for their lack of regularity. I’ve just not been in the mood to be honest.
So broken down now are plastics that in some locations it has been said that they hang in the air and are being breathed by man. Maybe now that the ultimate predator on Earth may start to suffer could initiate a change in plastic waste management? Who knows?