Bohemian Gothic Tarot (Baba Studios, 2007).
At first glance, once again the image seems quite traditional: a man riding a horse is surrounded by a crowd at ground level. The first twist is that, rather than riding along inside a town, or along a road, the man is clearly leaving a fortress. Heading out to fight, perhaps?
The second twist is where more of the gothic creepiness slides in, as the army is made up of skeleton warriors. This adds levels to the oft-suggested interpretation of succeeding with the support of others, or winning their acclaim. It seems almost cheating to go into battle when your warriors presumably cannot die. And they seem unlikely to be willing or adulating, with the suggestion that they are animated and controlled by necromantic arts. What kind of a victory can come from this, and who will celebrate it with the man?
I consider myself very lucky with all the help I have. Far from mindless zombies, we have a couple of nannies working with Big Boy who are trained physios, and another who trained as a special needs teacher. My Dear One is also helping out a lot more now, saying it's his contribution given I'm pregnant again. I can certainly do with it today, as I cut my thumb quite badly making dinner last night. It's amazing how hard it is even to type right now - I'm so used to two-handed touch typing.
I am grateful for the wonderful help and support from those around me.