22nd August 2022
I don’t have a positive id on these. But they seem too big to be sloes, and too small to be domestic plums. So I’m thinking they’re bullace, which is a wild damson.
Whatever the actual prunus species, it’s a fruit, and another title from the list Maria Antonia has given us for #2022picoftheweek
Casper was a lad of seven when he entered Greyfriars Priory.
He lived his days in the granary checking in the sacks of grain
And checking them out again
He petted the granary cat
Who ate the rats and mice and soon grew fat
But day arrived when Casper died
No one mourned, no one cried
The friars took his body away
Put it into a boat and ferried it downriver
To the sea
But his spirit they left
To haunt me
Until a year ago I lived at the back of those houses in a place built in 1603 on the ruins of Greyfriars Priory. There was a “presence” who I named Casper. This is to honour him.
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
No wild flowers today. Instead, a selection of shots over two days in my garden. Enjoy…
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Photos taken as a record of my first year with this garden. Compare photo below, taken last year during the clearance of a forest of sycamore *saplings*
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That’s all for now folks. Hope you enjoyed
Heatwave and health issues, I’ve not been able to get out for a walk. But here’s one I did earlier. So set the alarm for an hour before sunrise, and let’s go…
The town sleeps beneath a slight mist…
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With the lights on the bridge and the mist…all very Dickensian
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Looking towards Breydon Bridge, and the water beyond…
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An amber glow heralds the sun… though she won’t show herself for a while yet
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Where the rivers meet…
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All very pale and misty, Breydon Water, the confluence of three river, an “inland” estuary…
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The Moon’s still up!
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A look back to the bridge…the sun’s about to show!
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Zoomed in time and space to show this shot…the sun rising over Breydon Bridge (it doesn’t happen for 7 minutes yet)
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Meanwhile, between the water and the mist, all would be quiet but for the waders piping in the day! Evocative sounds, not captured with a photo but that line of black dots on the water’s edge, they’re birds
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I could spend my days taking photos of Breydon when it’s like this…so serene
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Looking back… breathe deep. Enjoy
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Looking West, it might look like the world ends there. But no, my walk for that day has only just begun
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Hope you enjoyed this leisurely peaceful walk, relaxing, soul-enriching. I’m saving the rest of the photos for next week, for I doubt I’ll be able to get out for a while yet. And I have something totally different for your Tuesday Treat!
Until then…keep it fun, keep it safe, keep it cool
Image by Ezster on Pixabay
What, you’ve never heard of Alcazar? Where have you been all your life?
Oh, I guess you don’t go clubbing. Go clubbing, went clubbing…ever went clubbing?
And for you, the only music to come out of Sweden was Abba.
Babe, Abba’s Dancing Queen is like…antiquated moves, while with Alcazar’s Crying at the Discoteque you really get into the groove.
But like all good things they didn’t last forever. 1999 to 2011 and then they were gone.
76 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Alcazar
It’s a long intro (about 1 min, be patient)
Sunrise 18th April 2022
[Sunrise] begins with S, another title from the list Maria Antonia has given us for #2022picoftheweek
Intent on a rest
The radiant Lady rode into the West
The faithful river beneath her white mare
Flowed slowly to meet her
If they met, I wonder where
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
Some of the flowers, butterflies and other things seen on our walk 1st August 2022. Inevitably, many of the flowers are garden escapees
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That’s all for now, Folks. Hope you enjoyed.
Next week I might have something totally different for you cos heat and health is keeping me close to home
