Crimson’s Creative Challenge #114
Someone had been there. How could I tell?
Was it the lingering scent?
Or the hairs, short and red, surely from a fox?
Maybe it was the prints melted through the frozen mud?
No, it was that break in the icy crust. My family dwelt within, believing themself safe in their isolation.
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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:
You have plenty of scope and only two criteria:
If you post a link in the comments section of 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)
by ‘Searching’ in the WP Reader (fingers crossed)
Here’s wishing you inspirational explosions. And FUN
Hi. A week of rain kept me in but Saturday dawned bright so I put on my thermals and shoes and off I went, getting a head-start, as it happened, on a head cold. These photos are just a few of the details; I’ll cover the walk later
Here we go round the mulberry bush on a cold and frosty morning
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Frozen raindrops
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Frosted Alexanders
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Frosted seats… I don’t think I’ll sit just now
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And now the sun sends out her warming rays
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Yet in sheltered places, everything remains frozen
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I took an awful lot of shots of reeds… orange in the sunlight
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A certain sign of spring… pussy willow
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Crystals… I couldn’t resist a close-up
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What makes this frozen puddle sparkle so?
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More signs of spring… the elder tree with buds bursting
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I think this is a thrush’s feeding ground. Loads of empty snail-shells amongst the frosty mosses
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Some plants even in decay look good…
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No words required
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Pretty as winter flowers, the swollen ovaries of ivy…
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…to be followed by the berries, on the blue-side of black
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Can I take a walk without I find some fungi? Jelly Ears
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And now a drum-roll please, build up the tension… what has she to show us? I have waited, I have tried, I have repeatedly failed. Until Saturday… THIS… THESE
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I am not a bird photographer, but this Little Egret has been breeding on our marshes for several years, but timid and elusive. To capture it so has made my year
image: bill taft on pixabay
Sat: Fireworks lit the laptop’s screen. Graphics chip. I’d bought a new machine the day before Lockdown closed our shops. But all had seemed well and so…
Sun: Powered the laptop. It groaned and whined. The fan. I persisted and meanwhile downloaded a year’s worth of Window’s updates to my new laptop.
Weds: Sister phone. My father has tested positive for Covid
Thurs: Phone call to say the owner of my property is selling. I have to find another home.
Apologies for not reading your posts. My life has become a crucible of late. I’ll catch up as soon as.
100 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Crucible.
With no desire to bring you down, yet our walk from Great Yarmouth to Gorleston beach was mostly undertaken in blue light. There was a heavy fog. Temperatures below freezing. But in the early dawn, it was wondrously quiet!!! We enjoyed it. I hope you will too.
That fog makes even the power station look ethereal
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Looking downriver to the ONE ship in port
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The Vos Glory
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A sad-looking gull; no one out fishing today
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The sun attempts to shine through but the clouds aren’t having it
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The lighthouse… it overlooks the river’s pool (where the ships turn)
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A solitary turnstone; he prefers the sparse findings on the pier to those on the beach. Why? Cos the tide is high
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Have you ever seen that sea so quiet? Oh, and look. Four hardy swimmers!
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Splash
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Colour. At last! Some beefy dog’s paw-prints in the sand
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What, more colour? Groynes, almost lost beneath the sand
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A lone marker
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People begin to appear… with dogs. Must be getting on for 10:00 am. Oh yes, so it is
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And the sun slips through the clouds
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While on the prom the beach huts remain shuttered until the summer
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A stately ascent…
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Frozen, the boating lake… pond… pool (for model yachts)
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This time of year, the gulls take to skating…
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Colour! The sun lights up the Pavilion Theatre. No pantomime this year
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And wildflowers bloom on the river’s side
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We then walked back to Great Yarmouth. Not a huge hike. About 6 or 7 miles. Since then the weather has been foul; essential shopping trips only. But next week… fingers crossed
Blue Light: 27 Dec 2020
To the southwest, the sun had sunk beneath the distant horizon. I turned around, intending to leave my vantage point. And there, above the lights of Great Yarmouth train station, was the moon.
And for this, I claim the title, Blue Hour from the list provided for #2021picoftheweek provided by Maria Antonia.
Crimson’s Creative Challenge
Beaming light
A guide in the fog of night
A beacon to beckon us home
A call that’s heard from far and near
A welcome we cannot fail to hear
Regardless of the miles we roam
Not built of brick or stone
But a soul, throughout the world, the One.
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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:
You have plenty of scope and only two criteria:
If you post a link in the comments section of 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)
by ‘Searching’ in the WP Reader (fingers crossed)
Here’s wishing you inspirational explosions. And FUN
I set myself a challenge: to post one photo from each month in 2020. Oh, but so many to choose from. So let’s say photos of plants, preferably flowers, and found growing wild. But that’s still too many to choose from. So let’s take them from the first day’s shoot of each month. OK. Let’s go…
Alder Catkins: January 2020
Pine cones: February 2020
Cherry: March 2020
Red Deadnettles: April 2020
Apple blossom: May 2020
Dog rose: June 2020
?Water Dropwort: July 2020
Fennel: August 2020
Himalayan Balsam: September 2020
Dogwood berries: October 2020
Silver Birch dripping gold: November 2020
Gorse: December 2020
I can’t wait to take photos of bright spring flowers again. What joy that’ll be after the winter glum
image: Ruth Archer on Pixabay
My love for you does not accrue interest at any astounding rate
Indeed, since your farcical behaviour at last year’s carnival
My interest in you is reduced to not even marginal
31 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Marginal
