It’s heading toward the Witching hour. The sometime photographer is tired, yet needs to fulfil an urge to create an image of some sort.
“I shall capture the stars,” and he douses the cabin lights and sets his camera down to capture the stars…
Undeterred, the sometime photographer re-entered his home and found…Fairy Lights!
Finally, in desperation, he resorts to trying a still life. He entitles it:
‘Still Life: Double “D” Eucalyptus and Honey in a Strawberry Pot’, because he wanted to be the antipathy of obtuse
Thus endeth the tale