I was recently invited to a birthday Pickleball party. I had no idea what it was and too many funny thoughts and ideas flowed into me, so I decided it was the perfect opportunity to have a go at constructing the first (to my knowledge) and only pickle sculpture.
I would have loved to go for a 360 degree perspective but even well-drained pickles are too flimsy to stand up to the weight...
drained sweet and dill
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Of course I always have to play with the photo editing on my phone...
... the inevitable collaspe
I do think this would make a good substitute asana in yoga for the Shavasana at the end of one's practice (I always feel quite tangled and, well, just falling apart/short seems a little more accurate "death" than neatly getting comfortable... -
" ...and we will now conclude our practice with the Pickle Posehavsana-manamama, so just collapse from here and feel it! ...
[ later ]
...and coming to a sitting position, bringing hands together,
Namaste."
...
...into the compost bin to break down into new possibilities...