Field guide No. 406
The sleeping hill’s closed eye
Don’t wake the landscape.
On a misty green moorland, one hillside has a huge closed eye in it, a long seam of grass with lashes of roots and heather. Nobody walks quietly enough up here.
Field noteHills are landforms, not faces. One with an eyelid is a landscape doing an animal’s job.
Also possible, also breaking category
Stone pages over a black shoreStrata are layered like pages, which is as far as rock and books usually go.
Scale transitViaducts arch; so do leaping fish. Casting one as the other is civil engineering with flair.
The second skin of MondayCandles can be packed into anything with a lining. A raincoat makes an odd but legal sconce.
Giant anteater feeding on forest fogAnteaters eat ants. Fog is a strange diet but not a contradiction.