Topiary figures lined up and waiting for a taxi to the airport. This topiary was well watered because of the rain that day.

A father and son, or father and daughter, or mother and daughter, or mother and son. The Topiary was so abstract that the genders remained a mystery.

A merry family seemed to dance together. Or perhaps they were prisoners lined up and being marched back to their dungeons.

A dog (perhaps someone's pet) stood between an adult and a child. The adult held onto the dog's tail, whereas the child appeared to absorb the dog's head.

A group of strong men (or perhaps a group of strong women, or perhaps a mixed gender group of strong people) cooperated to lift a heavy boulder overhead.

A line of blob shaped people stood so close together that they grew into each other. A super slow motion absorption of one into the other.

An adult stood next to a round object that could be tire. On the adult's other side was a line of child-sized figures. Perhaps the adult was about to hang the tire from a tree for the entertainment of the children.