That's "asbestos".

As in "asbestos I've done so far". AND it was a total accident.
Never stirred far again, took the Weapon into the garden to shoot toadstools. They're quite prominent in the bliposphere, and the biosphere, at this time of year so after somebody's Shaggy Ink Cap recently, added to the fact that our front-grass toadstools are completely different from previous year, added to the fact that I'm partial to the odd Macro now and then (Odd being the operative word), I thought I'd give it another whirl.
D.o.F. was so narrow that pure Serendipity struck in that the D.o.F. was exactly right to show the end of the lawn, two tall narrow trees and the house end across the road.
"Fair tickled I am by George Missus".