A big, white dog seems to be standing up on the rear seat of a parked car, which faces towards the sun. It's another case of seeing something which turns out to be something else altogether - a sort of living metaphor. The dog, as I get closer, turns out to be the reflection of a fluffy cloud in the car's windscreen.
The display area of a shop formerly devoted to the sale of carpets, is now given over to running and peddling machines, and the like, stacks of them. I grow dizzy at the thought of all the potential energy concentrated in their future use.
Clare (http://www.threebeautifulthings.blogspot.com/) started it, and Lucy http://www.box-elder.blogspot/.com has taken up the 30-word description.. It is harder, I believe, than writing 300 words. But "contractility is a virtue as modesty is a virtue".