Beyond the Gate

Here we see a typically fearless British lady, standing at the gate, backpack full, and ready for a pleasant afternoon watching the skies. Her dress is practical and her shoes are sturdy. She's sure to have packed a thermos flask and a folding umbrella.

If a Chariot were to land in the field, she would no doubt get out the paper plates and offer the occupants a place beside her on the picnic rug.

Let’s just hope the visitors have stopped claiming to be Cosmic Lords of the Universe. Those guys were always saying things like that.

But beyond the gate, nothing is what it seems.

Just because they are now as likely to emerge from the trees on bicycles as they are to descend in chariots from the stars, doesn’t mean things have changed.

Personally, I wouldn’t go anywhere near that forest.