3. so – not ‘study’ rubbish after all…..nor yet studying it

for some obscure reason, I had in my head that the week’s challenge had to do with rubbish; NO idea where that came from (other perhaps than a run of ‘rubbish’ photos…..)

helpful suggestions from my chief-picker-of-the-next-week’s-challenge even had me wondering whether I should actually be on my elbows and knees by the waste paper basket in the study than spotting discarded Marlboro’ ‘fag’ packets left in less than artsy disarray by the roadside

fortunately, a last-minute flick through the i-porn ‘bible’ had me doing a panicked rethink; I should not have been studying rubbish after all – instead the challenge read – and I quote – ‘study (I got that bit right at any rate!) a collection of discarded objects on a table…..’

which has led to a dilemma; 'discarded' objects on a table top would by this time have to be casually ‘discarded’ by me.....you certainly don't want to witness the disaster-zone that is supposed to be the place where we eat; as well as my laptop, it now has a week’s worth of laundry ‘discarded’ there too, plus a duster, some tea bags, an empty coffee cup, my uneaten breakfast empty breakfast bowl (the latter two almost bona-fide dining table items)....and He (my chief-picker-of-the-next-week’s-challenge himself a very practised ‘discarder’) has thoughtfully tidied the desk in the study (and probably also emptied the waste paper basket) – and gone and left the country…..presumably to ‘discard’ oh-so-casually his detritus all over some other table

BUT – this timely reply to an email “I would say that the photos you say you <could> use were ones you were <unconsciously drawn to in the light of the challenge>, and hence - ha! - absolutely bona fido (as dog owners like to say!)” gave a glimmer of last-minute hope

the photos in question being the ones I was obviously ‘unconsciously’ drawn to taking at lunch on Wednesday…..(thinks; maybe it was the glass of wine that added to the lack of consciousness)

whatever…..

(PS artful leaf casually ‘discarded’ by a thoughtful sycamore tree…..)

and now to my i-porn buddy, who bemoans, “my heart-tug photo…

is not nearly so beautiful without the effects of the vin rouge.”

I beg to differ – but am all for a glass of wine anyway

and so to next week’s challenge – which – and I took the precaution of reading it at least three times – is to ‘reveal what’s hidden’; sounds like half an hour in the psychiatrist’s chair to me (not a bad idea in view of the week I’ve had)