Our gallivanting today included a visit to Avonhead Park. I am fascinated by this park because it incorporates huge power pylons. Usually I consider pylons of this size an eyesore but, in this case, I think they are successfully integrated in to the landscape, especially the central group which is softened by native plantings. The park is often used by sports teams, so, sometimes, I think of the pylons as a team of giants or, sometimes, as giant spectators. And other times, I can imagine a pylon as a man-made tree,throwing its very own tree shadow.
And, if my imagination really runs out to play, I can turn the pylon into a stairway to a star .Or, with my mind never far from prosaic domesticity, this pylon could be my washing line, on steroids. Nice day to get the washing dry. Okay, that is enough playing around in the park. Time to head home where, thanks to these pylons, I will have plenty of hot water to do the washing.