I was listening to a comic artist on arte yesterday who said something like: as soon as you have two pictures the narration begins since one necessarily refers the one to the other.
(and yes, sometimes one image is absolutely enough to tell a story or there is already the story in the image.) somehow for fun i took three of your photos, you had posted earlier, and wrote this little story - which was only for fun and for myself.
a couple is sitting in the streets of Ourna when it occurs to the woman she totally has forgotten that she was going to take a flight to Etschu tonight. She kisses her lover goodbye, jumps into her white sports car and drives like a drunk beaver towards the airport. people, who are standing at the edge of the road, twist and spin just because of viewing her passing by. left right right right left straight straight left straight - she makes it and catches her flight. the reason for going to Etschu is the same as every year, which does not make it any less important. she needs to get a marvellous Christmas tree. since they do not have any fir trees in Ourna, she has to fly to Etschu to get one. and since everybody in Ourna does the same, and the woman is fully aware of this, she always goes to Etschu by the end of march, to make sure that she really gets the best tree and not only an ugly, crooked, little left-over, not a shadow of a dead piece of wood but the shiniest, freshest Christmas tree, one could imagine.