Field guide No. 249
Rain stitches the meadow
Mending the field, one drop at a time.
Under a grey sky, threads of rain come down and stitch a white seam across a green meadow toward the horizon. The hem looks nearly done.
Field noteRain that sews is weather with a trade. Unusual employment, no contradiction.
Also possible, also breaking physics
Tiny flame, enormous gustA flame that blows a gale gets energy from nowhere. A physics outrage, a logical shrug.
Shell serviceConches have long been held to the ear. Wiring one up is easy; floating it is the hard part.
An unscheduled migrationPlastic bags do fly. Holding a V for a whole coast is the biological overreach.
The polite avalancheSnow that stops mid-fall is a physics complaint, not a logical one. Manners, apparently, are optional extras.