Just as I'm inordinately fond of slipping peripherally related (or wildly farfetched) things in parentheses into humdrum old sentences, to add curious vignettes to the main narrative; I like similarly to take pictures of things unexpectedly glimpsed through/framed by/in relationship with other things, like these distant grand old buildings nestled between the crumbling stones of a castle wall in Scarborough—or other such juxtapositions that open out the view (or mental landscape) in interesting ways.
This also reminds me of a geode, outwardly one of those dull, prosaic rocks which you wouldn't look at twice, which discloses when opened a treasure of crystals—hidden delights like luscious pomegranate seeds bursting out of an unassuming coarse-skinned globe.
Always peek between the cracks . . .
image: Christie B. Cochrell, Scarborough, August 2010
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