I spent a holiday on an idyllic Indian Ocean island, small and full of beaches. I took this photo when my mind was so totally calm that those horizontal layers of colour seemed to reflect my inner state. Those tiny upright shoots of mangroves dominated the vast spaces behind them. Every day, caught between the sea and sand and sun, I mused on how inner peace is just a matter of putting things in their proper scale. All these beautiful thoughts were rendered meaningless when I found that the beach was a decade old; the dead corals which you see died in a vast shudder of continental plates which we remember as the Sunda earthquake and the Indian Ocean tsunami.
Bill was right. There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy.