This is a post by guest blogger Ellen Bulger
About the Quasi Cryptic photograph of last week - It is indeed a pair of submerged plastic watering cans. They were resting in a water barrel sitting in the middle of a squash field at a family farm in Bethel, Connecticut. The algal slop is charged with hopeful intentions, that or random bird poo. I’m gonna market it as nature’s own cure for woo. Instruct a homeopathist to soak his head in it. I don’t have data to prove this will help, but we can always hope.
Yucky stuff, that slime, but also a glorious color, so it shares more than one attribute with lime Jell-O. The green glows because light is flooding it from all sides. It was that electric color that caught my eye. I pulled my camera out of my pocket and stuck it in the bucket for a few shots. I saw white and faded red plastic submerged, but I didn’t realize what it was until I got home and uploaded the photos to my computer. I was thrilled! I love the shadows. I love the curves. I love the way the waterers float, nested against each other in a yin-yang embrace. I cackled. I drummed a happy little tattoo with my heels. And it slays me that I hadn’t realized what they were.
The floating shoes comment made me think about the Hansa Carrier. And so my thoughts do drift…
Thanks for looking and guessing!