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Welcome to my weekly challenge—open to all—just for FUN, FUN, FUN
Here’s how it works:
Every Wednesday I post a photo (this week it’s that one above.)
You respond with something CREATIVE
Here are some suggestions:
- An answering photo
- A cartoon
- A joke
- A caption
- An anecdote
- A short story (flash fiction)
- A poem
- A newly minted proverb, adage or saying
- An essay
- A song—the lyrics or the performance
You have plenty of scope, and only two criteria:
- Your creative offering is indeed yours
- Your writing is kept to 150 words or less
If you link your post to this post I’ll be able to find it
If you include Crimson’s Creative Challenge as a heading, WP Search will find it (theory)
If you tag it #CCC others should be able to find it by ‘Searching’ in the WP Reader (fingers crossed)
Here’s wishing you inspirational explosions. And FUN.
Details of the photo are given, if relevant, below this line
Good morning! Do you have to write the post today? Can I save this one for tomorrow?
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As long as it’s in before the next prompt. Most people do it within a couple or three days. Look forward to seeing what you do with it. 🙂
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Cool. Thanks!
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Happy to encourage and inspire you..
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Ooohhh! Lookit you, Karen!
I might start playing with this one too 😉 (Don’t tell Crispina…)
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Is okay, I’ve shut my eyes, I haven’t seen …
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Tee hee…
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Nah. Can’t see. Eyes closed. But, can’t wait to see what you make of the swan. Damned thing, came so close I thought it would bite me!
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Dunno where I’ll go just yet. But those damned things are nasty. I would have been worried, myself!
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I hadn’t realised how close it had got. No, that wasn’t taken on zoom!
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Oh my!!
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An almost ouch experience!
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No kidding.
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I had to camera on multi-shot. Just hold the botton and not does the camera keep on chooting, but adjusts the focus too. The swan was then waddling out of the lake when I started. I just followed it through the view-finder. Then, oh, look, I can see every drop of water on its feathers. Yea, cos it was standing less than a foot from me. It was cold winter, I think it was hoping for food. But I had nothing for it. I’m sure it gave me the evil eye as I walked away.
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The things we capture with the multi-shot. And all that posing for you to get diddly-squat. You’re lucky he didn’t snap at you 😉
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Well I did ask him if he had a green card (can’t act in the UK without one) but he shook his head. Thing is, this was in a country park, amid notices that asked the public not to feed the birds. Poor swannie, he was probably used to food, but this was January, the park deserted, and in a brief break in a rainy day. I’d have taken him in the cafe with me but … no animals allowed. Just as well, they charged a bomb for a coffee.
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Ah well. You did your due diligence. And yes, it is best not to feed them – especially as most peeps thinks it’s OK to give bread, which it is not. And I totally understand your big heart at that time of year, being cold and all. And you thought of it, which counts. Not your fault no animals allowed. And what is with this coffee joints charging an arm and a leg?
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Itsy-bitsy cug. Two sips, it’s gone. Ridiculous price, even it were served by the mug. It’s not a place I’d normally nip into for a coffee, but the rain came down and I needed to shelter.
BTW, I’m glutten free, so I had no bread for it anyway.
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I feel ya…
Ah well. That is good then. For the ducks and swans, at least 😉
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Indeed. I wish my neighbours would follow suit and not feed the seagulls. And I don’t mean the small Black Headed Gulls. I mean the turkey-sized Black Backed Gulls that treat our roofs like pseudo-cliffs come the spring.
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Oh man… My father used to call seagulls “Shit Hawks” because they used his boat for a toilet… and I cringe at thinking how big a mess your big-ass birds cause…
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That’s not the worst of it. It’s the need to wear a safety helmet every time you go outside so they are so protective of their nesting site. Though I will admit, action is worse in the shared courtyard; I can come and go without incurring damage, but I’ve given up on growing flowers out there, it’s not safe to water them!
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Oh man!! And ugh.
You need the drought-resistant type 😉
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A drought resistant hard hat?
Pray, do tell, at what manner of emporium might I purchase that?
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Umm.. referring to the garden…😝
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Sorry. I was watching a pantomine on YouTube and got carried away with rhyme and miscomprehensions.
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Ha ha ha!
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Thank you for the wonderfully inspiring prompt! Here goes my humble take on it:
https://blogternator.com/2018/12/27/prediction-and-purity/
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I really appreciate your contributions, marked, as they are, by real depth of feeling.
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I think you’re doing exceedingly well. And your story, as it develops, is proving … both magical and enchanting. Let’s see what you make of next week’s prompt.
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