Every Wednesday I’ll post FOUR photos (if you want to get a head start you’ll find them marked in that week’s Sunday Picture Post and Tuesday Treats). Lots of choice!
And here they are:
You respond with something CREATIVE. Perhaps an answering photo, or micro-fiction, or a poem, or just a caption
As before, there are only two criteria:
!!!!! Your creative offering is indeed yours !!!!!
!!!!! Your writing is kept to 150 words or less !!!!!
If you post a link in the comments section of this post I’ll be able to find it.
Here’s wishing you inspirational explosions. And FUN
crispina kemp 
Lovely selection- but I had my mind made up before you even posted this!
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Brilliant. I shall await with interest
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Lovely selection- but I had to plump for that plump wood pigeon 😃 https://poetisatinta.wordpress.com/2026/04/15/camouflaged/
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He’s quite the charmer, isn’t he. I have a couple in my garden. This time of year they’re perfect love-birds.
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Yes just gorgeous 🩷
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The little-known “bird train” was for a time a necessary part of the migratory route of the Great Eastern Horned Puffball Pigeon. The thermal inversion at the Norfolk-Suffolk border became impassible to the birds when their average weight reach 9 stone in 1871. Hence the “bird train.”
Unfortunately, in 1911, an MFH noticed that the pigeons were preying on the Norfolk Giraffe, driving that species toward extinction. That and a fuel shortage during the Great War caused the bird train to shut down in 1916. It didn’t save the Norfolk Giraffe, which went extinct in 1921. Nor the Great Eastern Horned Puffball Pigeon, extinct by 1931.
The cross-bred Great Horned Puffball Giraffe survives, its meat suitably inedible for Lent, its neck and stomach used in the local manufacture of bagpipes. They are often slaughtered in self-defense.
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9 stone birds? Gosh. No wonder they needed assistance. And preying on the Norfolk Giraffe. But I thought they were a mythical creature. Never realised they were real…until they went extinct.
I thank you for filling in the gaps in my knowledge, and me a Norfolk lass too.
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here’s my entry 💜
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Excellent penning
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Thank you my friend 😘
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🙏💖
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Here’s mine 🐞
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So very well penned
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Thank you, Crispina🐞
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WP wouldn’t allow my comment on your post, so here it is, on mine:
He does look to content to stay there for a bit. Maybe he’s waiting for his mate? Or maybe he’s a she and she’s waiting for him?
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