P. Ferguson image, August 2018.
Thread Six
Each day is a search. Wandering, watching and wondering, with each step, what will appear before us. Some days the image stands out from our first encounter, lingers for the day unless its place is taken by the next special encounter.
Words come occasionally at awkward times necessitating notes in an archaic script to be interpreted later. Some days it is a search amongst the frames to find the day’s visual as words turn to fumbles.
…and there it sat upon the rampart, left by someone who chose this place here by the stone, above the canal, towards the Kiplinglaan. Contrasted against the stone and living world of greens and blues, its plain form with red remembrance. What care someone took to choose this place…meaningful to themselves and for all who pass by…wandering, watching, wondering…searching.
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Previously published Pipes of War website, 10 August 2018