Field guide No. 1075
Anvil yielding to feathers
The feathers held out longer.
A black iron anvil rests on a heap of white feathers against a grey backdrop, its base sunk gently into them. The anvil has found the one place it can sit and not be struck.
Field noteA black iron anvil sinks softly into a heap of feathers. It found the one seat that does not ring.
Also possible, also breaking physics
Downpour in reverseRain falls into pale columns that sprout in rows from cracked earth. The ground is farming weather.
Peach kitchen rising into the cornerFloors that meet walls in a curve exist in swimming pools. This kitchen took the idea upstairs.
Three carts under private stormsWeather that follows one trolley around is very local, though nothing about it contradicts.
Upward mud into ceiling bootsBoots, mud and a ceiling are ordinary. Gravity going the other way for two wellingtons is the only change.