BETWEEN TWO WORLDS~?
As for the unworldly, The Spouse bought the wee statuette (further down) for me as a gift a while back. Queen of the Witches the guff says. It has one of the many ‘prides of places’ on my over-populated desk along with some old weaponry and brassy bits left over from my youth; nowadays I abhor violence and have never heard of a ‘witch’ hurting anybody. Besides which she appeals to my appreciation of the feminine form (so sue me). A symbol of ‘between two worlds’, if you’ll go with that particular flow …
Maybe this week’s theme might also accept ‘between two seasons‘?
We have a tree here called the Kowhai. When I was a kid the word was pronounced ko-why but there’s a new wave of Political Correctness sweeping the land and woe betide any poor turkey reading the English (Maoris had no writing) transliterations phonetically. Today the word has to be said ‘ko-fai’ … and so it should. I’m all for proper pronunciation … but why did the early missionaries (the only guys with any real education) spell the Maori words incorrectly, all of them? ‘Tis a question beyond the ken of we mere mortals.
Oh, yes, that witchy thing I promised you, here she be—
There’s something pagan about that wee lassie that appeals to me. Long may it last~!
Our next is two stages of the poppy, here a flower between predecessors—in the full bloom of life as it were, contemplating those who’ve gone before.
Look long and hard at this metaphor, it being the centennial year of the beginning of The War To End All Wars—you’ll see a lot more of these little buggers one way or another; all of them wrapped in self-righteous impotent tears.
AND BEFORE I forget, here’s your kowhai. Kofai. Kofeye. Whatever. Fotever … a wee yellow bloom. In Scotland once I stopped to peer at some yellow flowers hanging from a tree, thinking about the vague resemblance to the familiar kowhai, and every Scot that went past stopped to warn me gravely that “Those are laburnum, and they’re poisonous~!”. In the end I had to move on, it was a crowded path and I was obviously making the natives nervous. It occurred to me that anyone that considerate of a total stranger has to be nice …
And if we are to revisit an earlier ‘between’, here be another take on that theme for you. I knew exactly what I wanted but do you think I could find the right blasted puddle to give me the desired effect?
I AM ALSO ANTICIPATING the weekly challenge one day being themed “Impossible” but all I could get was improbable, and I had to resort to trickery to get even that. Stupid puddles … I have a few other snaps stashed for when ‘whimsy’ comes up but it may take a while yet (if it’s not already been done). So what exactly is so improbable about these two shots? Well might you ask.
The reflection snaps may hurt the eyes a wee bit but that’s what happens when you know what you want, can’t get it, and the wind comes up every time you pull the camera out. I think the gods have it in for old dogs with cameras …
I ALSO HAVE some butterflies and wet roses but this post is quite long enough already: you deserve a Gold Star for getting this far.
It being an auspicious date (winter solstice) I’m trying to post (free~!) on the web my Valkyrie book, free, for anyone who wants a free rollicking tale of Valkyries, gods, hopeless quests, imperial ambitions, love, hate, despair, jealousy, lust, sex, debauchery, ambition, long skinny things, and rabid monsters. (Did I mention that there’s no charge, it will be entirely free for the downloading?)
Once successfully (!) uploaded I’ll make the details available and you may freely help yourself at no cost. (And no, that’s not my real name on the cover …)