Is it a portent, a glimpse of the future where the ubiquitous mall/consumer-outoftown-outlet is no more. Gone. No more shops. For here we have a ‘fossilized’ supermarket trolley, aka shopping cart, its erstwhile frame decomposed in a muddy creek beside a Strood retail park. These sorry remains were caught in a happenstance moment – after shopping of course – and just as the tidal River Medway was on the ebb. Poor old trolley. No more two-for-one thrill; no more down-the-aisles rush to load up the sugar-laden cargo. And so, ex-trolley, may Mammon bless your squeaky, little wheels – now sadly dissolved in Kentish coastal effluent…
copyright 2014 Tish Farrell
Daily Post Photo Challenge: Split-second story
Tish Farrell 
Great image well captured and defined
Thanks, Bob. I appreciate your appreciation 🙂
And I appreciate you appreciating my appreciation my friend!
Hope you are well?
Enjoy your day
Bob
Love it Tish – you should write more poetry. This wonderful prose with its rich vocabulary, stanzaed (new verb?), would make a great poem.
Thanks, Kate. It had crossed my mind that a haiku might be the thing, but then I had too many words. But yes. Time to get stanzaed.
What an image of decay – the way you have processed the photo makes it look positively toxic – the last line of your writing adds a chilling footnote to the image.
Thanks, Suzanne. The other chilling thing, is I didn’t need to process the image very much 🙂
gosh – how scary.
Such a cool shot. Thanks for participating. Twice in one week. WOW!
Thank you, Cee. And thanks again for providing the impetus and enthusiasm that gets us all posting.
Marvelous shot! Futuristic, chilling…
Glad it hit the spot, Tiny. It was deeply weird in real life too.
“Till” we meet again?
Ho, ho!
A highly symbolic image.
Love the picture… and you’ve given conceptual art a new breath!
Why thank you, Shimon. Your appraisal of my rusting trolley is much appreciated 🙂
I have seen it before but took another look and it is a remarkable photo.
Thanks, Kate.