This charming cottage is visible only in the winter, in summer obscured by trees and herbage, as if the seasons play hide and seek with it.
Hide and Seek, another title from the list Maria Antonia has given us for #2022picoftheweek
This charming cottage is visible only in the winter, in summer obscured by trees and herbage, as if the seasons play hide and seek with it.
Hide and Seek, another title from the list Maria Antonia has given us for #2022picoftheweek
That was Harry
Fishing was his life
Every spare moment
Neglecting his wife
Their 15th anniversary
She bought him a stove
Asked the local Tesco’s
To deliver his food
Friends asked her
Don’t you get jealous
Of all those fish?
No, she said
For without my Harry
Marriage is bliss
Here’s how it works:
Every Wednesday I post a photo (this week it’s that one above.)
You respond with something CREATIVE
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You have plenty of scope and only two criteria:
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by ‘Searching’ in the WP Reader (fingers crossed)
Here’s wishing you inspirational explosions. And FUN
A selection of photos taken on my walk 25th April 2022. Hope you enjoy
And finally, for fungi lovers
I do hope you’ve enjoyed. 25th April 2022 was a fantastic walk. I came home with 597 photos. It’s not been easy to select which ones to share with you: I wanted to share them all!
Photos taken 25th April 2022 in Green Hills Woods, Costessey. Feast your eyes. Sorry I can’t share with you the divine scent that filled that wood and made us quite giddy.
But as precious as the bluebells are, to me the Wood Anemone charms me more…
And Wood Sorrel, now become so rare in our woods I have to hunt for it every year
And if you don’t believe this domain of fairies… I’ve known it since I was a child
More flowers and other delights tomorrow. Hope you’ve enjoyed
It doesn’t matter the years since we’ve moved, our childhood home is always “home”. So, hop on a bus, then another, and come walk with me the woods and hills and lanes of my childhood.
We start with the woods. Formerly part of Costessey Hall estate, now parish owned and available to everyone, that’s not always the case in England.
And straight away we’re climbing hills [not high but they can be step] to emerge into Bluebell Land! See Monday’s post for a glut of these wonderful flowers
Leaving the woods and the bluebells [don’t panic, there’s plenty more to come on Monday] we head towards the Wensum Valley. We’ll be weaving back and forth across the Wensum for the rest of the walk
NOT the Wensum, but the diminutive River Tud, one of its tributaries, and Red Bridge which carries a mostly-muddy lane. Great river for paddling; usually noisy with toddlers and their mums but quiet today
One of the several flooded gravel-pits which were quarried in days past. This used to be Costessey Common; it is still a parish recreation resource… and beautiful in all seasons
We join the former railway track which now is Marriott’s Way dedicated to cyclists and walkers which will take us back into Norwich… but there’s plenty to see along the way. It’s recently been *surfaced* which means no more puddles and deeply mired places
On outskirts of Norwich we cut across a meadow (lots of wetland flowers, see Tuesday Treat) and take the path beside the Wensum
First the river’s to our right, and then it’s to our left. The Wensum wends, and there are many bridges along the way!
Old Man Willow. Although he’s not the one who says “Thou shalt not pass,” sure looks like he’s saying it here!
One last shot (you can just make out the river to the left) then we’re back into traffic and heading for the bus to take us back “home”.
I hope you enjoyed this homeland walk. I return to Costessey at least twice a year, for the woods – the bluebells and autumn colour – and for the pits – the flowers and the fungi in season (hush, the only place I know to find the scarlet elf-cup!). See Monday and Tuesday posts for the flowers and other delights seen on the way
A chunk of cheese, a couple of eggs and a slice of cold beef, but that wouldn’t stretch to feed my friend who unexpectedly arrived.
A trip to the shop to buy two smoked haddock fillets, new potatoes, and asparagus. The perfect impromptu meal, ready in twenty minutes.
48 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Impromptu
This is Breydon Water, confluence of Rivers Yare and Waveney which with the addition of River Bure flows into the sea at Great Yarmouth. When the tide is out, and here you see the tide is out, extensive mudflats lie to either side of a navigable channel. I must have a trillion photos of this place, for it truly is my happy place, but I chose this one taken not long after sunrise with the mist still veiling the distance.
My Happy Place, another title from the list Maria Antonia has given us for #2022picoftheweek
We used to Mend and Make Do
Then after the war a new generation arose
More energy than money
They Did It Up and made it like new
They were all arty
And crafty
That generation put on some years
And where before they’d done up
Now they tastefully Converted
Generations come in waves
The next swept in
The nouvelle crowd with their nouvelle cuisine
Maintaining style with eyes that were keen
These enterprising builders Renovated
Now today’s generation talk of the New This and the New That
Like black’s the new white and white’s the new black
And they look at this barn and inspiration rushes
Cleary this building has to be Repurposed
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
The photo shows a barn, but please interpret it as you will