That time again when one takes a selection from one's own photographic archives and gives it some meaning beyond what is seen. ... or that time of the month when we have fun with words. Well, I do. Some of you tag along!
This month I am stretching it a bit. This is a photo of pine bark which didn't quite work, so I got creative and 'artified' it to form a background upon which to place some words... (I've typed it out below, in case any have trouble reading against the image.)
Turning to her friend, Mia offered her tube of +100 protector. It may have been too little too late, but at least it would sooth the burn. For years now, their skin had been adapting, like the bark of trees, to an ever-increasingly hostile environment.
Everything had been adapting within their species. Adapt or die had been the mantra of the rulers. "Fret not. Get hot." You don't need houses, just parasols. Live under the stars. Anyone suggesting it could be different soon fell silent. Quietly removed from the scene. Or not so quiet and creating a scene.
A century on from those riots and the species was adapting. RIP Homo Sapiens. Long live Homo Ignis-habitus!
(YAM © 2022)
Every thing is adapting.
ReplyDeleteCoffee is on and stay safe
Homo Ignis-habitus. A creature of the Anthropocene. The future does not look good for pale and freckly skinned types like me. At a small social gathering of residents of Torridon earlier this week, we were discussing our area becoming the equivalent of the hill stations in the time of the British Raj, where those with the means to do so escaped to the cooler parts of the country.
ReplyDeleteSadly, it is the long lived species like trees that will struggle particularly to adapt to a rapidly changing climate, with dire knock on consequences.
Sorry to be so gloomy this Friday morning...
Cheers! Gail.
Hari OK
DeleteGloom away - that's what the microstory engenders! Yxx
yes.. true...sigh...
ReplyDeleteOur world is always evolving and having lived more than 3/4 of a century, I have watched the changes, both in our plantet and the homo sapiens. I have watched as grandparents, parents and myself and my children adapt to changes over the years. and when I am gone it will continue... who knows, maybe the life that is out there in that other world they are seeing through the telescope might be a new race to come and help or destroy
ReplyDeleteYAM what a creative background for your FFF.
ReplyDeleteAs a young person, my parents always wished for times gone by when life was simple. I didn't understand until now.
Hugs Cecilia
Hari OM
DeleteIt wasn't that life was simple - it was that we grew up and hit the walls of responsibility... Yxx
I laughed, I cried, a great story! It is over 40 degrees here this week. No clouds in sight until next week. Living under a parasol...I should got down by the river and dig a hole and bury myself (like the dog across the river did)
ReplyDeleteA ponderous story for sure....
ReplyDeleteAdapt or die. And we're dying!
ReplyDeleteEven as the earth's core cools the surface will boil but before then at least the survivors of your descendents will be growing avocados in Scotland.....
ReplyDeleteDone it at last.... https://tiggerswee-blog.blogspot.com/2022/07/final-friday-fiction-funny-five-minutes.html
ReplyDeleteWe left a comment earlier about the earth cooling and boiling.. either it evaporated or sank into spam maybe...
Hari OM
DeleteThanks mr T (and F)... Yxx