It’s understood that invasive species are bad for our island’s flora, and the debris afloat at sea is at epidemic proportions. Weeds and trash are no one’s friend.

But what if I were an alien from another planet? What if I had no concept of friend or foe, good or bad? What if on my morning beach walk there was no story attached to any thing I encountered, not even a name.

With my E.T.-version of a camera, perhaps I’d pause to take photos of things that earthlings may dismiss.

Weeds and debris, framed within the neutral ground of simple curiosity,

And as I like to play with metaphors, I invite you to consider the overgrowth and refuse within ourselves. We all have a shadow side. What’s our story about it? Is it possible for us to view our ‘darkness’ with an unbiased eye?

If so, what new perspectives might emerge by simply looking?