Ready for Harvest

The horizon looks so sharply clean cut and yet it's composed of thousands of wheaten heads.

Today as I walked along the High Street of my local little town a young boy made his entrance on it from a side alleyway. He was on a bike and must have been geared up to looking cool with one-handed riding but was adjusting his trousers on exit from the side turning. He subsequently lost balance and veered right out onto the road and nearly fell off his bike. Quickly gaining control again, he again tried for 'the cool' pose and as a part of that aimed to spit on the road. It didn't reach the road but fell onto his very own arm and he nearly fell off his bike again when he tried to rub it off. It's hard being a poser.