Did you wander off and set some sprouts a-sprouting, Ant? I have a wish right now for a soft-leafed salad with orange nasturtium and blue borage flowers ; )
Because I saw these already on facebook, I won't spill the beans, but wanted to say that Nelson, as a child, was terrified of these. (And I admit, they are rather creepy and other-worldly.) I love that you photographed them!!
They do look pretty terrifying, T. They certainly startled me when I opened the bag and reached in. Triffid potatoes; the things a spud can get up to when left to its own devices. xo
Stamens? Indian pipes?XOMim
Indian pipes, Mim - yes! I love the things you see, the way you think. xo
I see dragons with long necks and tiny, questioning heads. In the background, a water baby launching itself from a submerged lily pad.
John Wyndham's nightmare aka inspiration.
Oooh, something weird just happened, dbs. I googled John Wyndham to make sure you and I were thinking of the same man and guess what? I learned something completely unexpected (I wonder - did you know this when you named him here??!)His full name is John Wyndham Parkes Lucas Beynon Harris (10 July 1903 – 11 March 1969). Yikes! ; )
Swans. And black reflecting water. I won't say what I think they really are because that's not nearly as fun... your "what do you see?" series reminds me of looking at clouds. xo
Hi Rach - space swans, perhaps? Over here, we really do get black water - in Fiordland, a layer of cold fresh water sits above the warmer sea water, creating a unique aquatic environment. Scuba diving in those dark waters is very special - eerie and a little surreal. You would love it. xo (a version of cloud gazing, yes!)
Long-necked, conspiring birds, the three gossiping about the separate pair. And sprouted things. xo
Hi Marylinn - whispering is implied, I agree ; ) And sprouting. . . a metaphor for the Here & Now perhaps? xo