Honey

On the way to work, I pass a huge field with a huge house at the end. The grass is very well kept and a mist hovers over it in the early morning, which is very haunting. Especially when you don't try to see detail in the house at the other end. It looks like a large, gray-yellow mansion. At this end there are some very odd structures that could be abandoned bee colonies for honey harvesting.

I imagine photographing a child near them, sitting quietly on a small quilt with delicate China and teacups with a beloved stuffed animal. With the large mansion in the background and the abandoned bee colonies in the foreground, it would be as if she had taken a picnic by herself and needed honey for her tea.

I think that sort of image is timeless.