Monthly Archives: July 2022

Repeat Injury

Twenty minutes on the garden Just a little bit of weeding It was that one at the back Just out of reach I stretched Couldn’t straighten Return of the bad back 31 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Return

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CCC191: Two Hundred and Thirty-Seven Days

One thousand days of walking, that’s what the story told. One thousand days from the west coast, where I was currently residing, to the east coast where I’d been sent to gather the shells. Yellow tourmaline shells, themselves the subject … Continue reading

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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #191

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 … Continue reading

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Tuesday Treat: Winged Beings and All Those Things

13th June 2022 is a day I shall always remember, as you shall see if you follow my steps around Wheatfen Reserve… First, the caterpillars, little fluffy ones trying to hide behind a stem… And big colourful ones… And where … Continue reading

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Sunday Picture Post: Wheatfen Nature Reserve

13th June, we walked from Hellington Corner, across country to the nature reserve to which TV Naturalist Ted Ellis devoted his life. Now to enter… This is fenland, which means wet… a gridwork of channels helps keep the walking dry … Continue reading

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Molten Gold

So Hot, another title from the list Maria Antonia has given us for #2022picoftheweek

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A Merchant So Gallant

The merchant was gallant Though backdated, maybe ancient He was unfashionably dominant Not quite the tyrant But blunt He’d say constant And then add, adamant Not a favourite with the ladies, I’d warrant They looked away to views more distant … Continue reading

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