“Music creates order out of chaos: for rhythm imposes unanimity upon the divergent, melody imposes continuity upon the disjointed, and harmony imposes compatibility upon the incongruous” ~ Yehudi Menuhin
Mary picked this week's theme, INCONGRUOUS, meaning odd, out of place, not in accord or consistent with something; all those things that we don't have in our small community. Everyone and everything is in its place in Crisfield. How divine. So our little corner of the world is reliable, steady, dependable, constant, unswerving, unfailing, regular, and stable. At least, I think so.
Though I still participate in the town shoot outs, I did request that my name be removed from the list so no one would have to find a dead link when trying to wade through some 70 odd shooters. But, so far, I have managed to pull something off without missing an assignment. Thank you for your applause. Please be seated. And don't get excited. You might not see me for weeks.
For this assignment, I actually had some spare time and went in search of something incongruous. Nothing. Nada. Zip. So I used filters on the first photo - That is a pretty incongruous sky (click to enlarge) Darn, I wish I had time to do HDR like Dan.
The second photo; old chair sitting on the porch of an abandoned house, weeping ghost vines, long dead leaves dancing in the wind. Certainly does not look like summer to me, and I took it only yesterday. So I would say that it was an incongruous scene. And there you have it.
“...Upon the clothes behind the tenement,
That hang like ghosts suspended from the lines,
Linking each flat, but to each indifferent,
Incongruous and strange the moonlight shines...” ~ Claude McKay