Theory of a visit to a sentimental pilgrimage*

This is a jetty.  I like this jetty for a lot of reasons, here is one of the more practical: it sits lower to the water than most, which seems especially important when sitting or lying upon it’s surface.  Squinting, needing glasses, or both, allows the entire landscape (as well as oneself) to appear flat and level like a pancake, whilst the sky takes on new and gigantic proportions.

It is difficult to decide whether this particular place evokes maudlin or more cheerful sentimentality for me.  Today it was cheerful; I am not sure if that is because I am cheerful, or because I was eating my way through two carefully selected - and therefore faultless - tangerines.

*cycled towards at double-quick time with both coat pockets stuffed to bursting with plump and bulbous fruits.