Wot? That’s it?
is our beloved Challenge of the week?
Bugger … looks into files … aaaah:
First up, this piccie that came in with an email. It isn’t mine and I take no credit but it was just too appealing to not repost on behalf:
And now, let’s go agathering—
This was a life-size poster, beautifully done, up on the northern wall of Hayes Hammer Hardware in Invergiggle. A challenging gathering of southern talent. (Poster now sadly replaced with an equally lifesize shot of some burk in a motor vehicle … ’twas ever thus.)
AND NOW, I SUPPOSE
it’s time for the obligatory ‘Social Comment’. Gotta have ya SC complete with overstated subtleties …
And note my singular lack of explanations here. Any comment or interpretations of this theme will be superfluous, unnecessary, and a redundant gilding of the lily. So just make of it what you will (Educators: feel free to use it in your instructional
propaga literature guff).
to something more alive, or dead—
—a gathering of leaves. Last autumn, cool morning, recently deceased leafery all over the place and a chirpy staffer. Moving on—
—actually, moving back a pace or two … a gathering of the not so recently deceased. To get in here you need be earlier than most, have a prior familial commitment or at least a VC.
AND TO FINISH
a genuine gathering of genuine hardcases. In the Great Wall of Life, everyone here is a real brick—
—and that’s not a typo. Ancient Sparta had such (but it would be a digression to go there).
So here is a shot I got in town just yesterday, a squad of once-were-trees gathered and practising their basic
camouflage skills. In this exercise they’d started with ‘Colour Blending into Background 101’. It looks like a long course but they are truly dedicated, tired of being hacked off in their prime all the time. (You know how it is with these rural terrorist groups.) I should really oughta forward this shot to the Parks managers—they are truly determined to reduce our once lovely woodsy park to open savannah.
I should attend their next gathering, perhaps …