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What Pegman Saw: The Great Inland Sea

Posted on July 22, 2019 by crispina kemp

‘Ain’t no sea inland, big nor small. I told him, but he didn’t listen to me.’ No, he’d seen the way the rivers ran westward. But why westward when the sea lay to east? To Captain Charles Sturt the answer … Continue reading →

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Sunday Picture Post: Foxglove, an ornamental native

Posted on July 21, 2019 by crispina kemp

The epitome of the cottage garden, this showiest of native flowers isn’t, as you might think, named for the fox. Nope, no fox ever wore these on its fingers. It is named for German botanist Leonhard Fuchs. A pretty flower… … Continue reading →

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Retired…

Posted on July 20, 2019 by crispina kemp

I puzzled my head over what to photograph for the #2019picoftheweek title Road Worthy. Then, while taking my camera for a walk, I came across these … For details of #2019picoftheweek challenge see MariaAntonia

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CCC36: Part of the Wide Blue Sea

Posted on July 18, 2019 by crispina kemp

I heard my old home call to me From across the wide blue sea ‘Twas time for me to set sail again Across that wide blue sea I heard my fair lass call to me From across the wide blue … Continue reading →

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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #36

Posted on July 17, 2019 by crispina kemp

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 … Continue reading →

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Pour Me a Guinness

Posted on July 16, 2019 by crispina kemp

Merry Christmas Pour me a Guinness What, are you leaving before you finish? You bet, there are limits. But I’m gutted, my heart you diminish What do you want me to do? Grimace? Wordcount 33 Written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing … Continue reading →

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What Pegman Saw: Of Mud and Trade

Posted on July 15, 2019 by crispina kemp

It formed where the three rivers joined, between the island-guarded northern bank and southern cliffs, at the estuary the Celtic Iceni called “Noisy Mouth” (for the strident gulls that roosted there). The Romans helped. They built a fort on the … Continue reading →

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Sunday Picture Post: In a Bind

Posted on July 14, 2019 by crispina kemp

This Sunday, I feature bindweed … Buds of bindweed, thinking about blossoming soon. The video below follows the process, from bud to open flower. And yes, I know these are every gardener’s bane. But seen in the wild, where they … Continue reading →

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By Sand, Stone, Sky and Sea

Posted on July 13, 2019 by crispina kemp

Sheringham, a quaint fishing village on the North Norfolk Coast was my resort of preference when my children were young. In those days, at low tide, there were rock pools with sea anemones and hermit crabs. But erosion and accretion … Continue reading →

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Vagrant Whispers

Posted on July 12, 2019 by crispina kemp

The fourth poem accepted by Whispers and Echoes—Tattered Remnants—is published today. Tattered remnants of desiccated leaves … See Whispers and Echoes for the rest of the poem Tattered Remnants was written in 2003 and posted on crimsonprose in my first … Continue reading →

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