Sunday Picture Post: The Wooded Hills of Home

Posted on November 28, 2021 by crispina kemp

17th November, we bus into Norwich then walk out along Marriott’s Way to Costessey. Land of my birth, scene of my wild days, the village sits on glacial deposits of sand and gravel; over the centuries those aggregates have been quarried leaving hills too steep to plough and so they grow trees.

Marriott’s Way: 17th Nov 2021

Former railway line, now a national cycle and walkway 25 miles long

River Wensum: 17th Nov 2021

The track crosses River Wensum several times to deliver us to the outskirts of Costessey and former gravel pits

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From there we head into the heart of the village

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Looking over Wensum Valley: 17th Nov 2021

Ah! Habitation…

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And the first of the wooded hills: Green Hills

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There was a pine plantation atop this hill, felled a few years back. Deciduous native trees have now been planted to replace them

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Regret we must leave here but there’s yet another woods to visit

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The River Tud (a paddle stream) forms a gentle green valley between the wooded hills

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And into the second woods: East Hills

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Looking up… looking down

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And we’re back to habitation, see the house sitting up there.

So difficult to choose which photos to show. But I know over the coming winter months I’ll have weeks when I don’t get out for a walk. So that’s when I’ll show you some of the other shots. But for now, that’s all folks

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My Land

Posted on November 27, 2021 by crispina kemp

22nd Nov 2021

The harvested grain leaves stalks that stumble an otherwise green field while one out of eight trees retains its leaves. Beyond them, soft clouds drift by. I’d say that’s Texture, and another title achieved from the list provided for #2021picoftheweek provided by Maria Antonia.

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End of Hopes

Posted on November 27, 2021 by crispina kemp

7 Oct 2020

Fingers blue with cold and yet caked grey
Another fruitless rag-soaked day
Dreams as ever unfulfilled
Tide incoming around her feet milled
Exposed ship timbers
Becoming dimmer
Sun now sinking into the wreck
Leaving her alone and bereft
Night clouds bringing in the dark
End of her hopes for our little mudlark

52 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Mudlark

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CCC159: That Same Old Lane

Posted on November 25, 2021 by crispina kemp

It’s good to see that same old lane
To come home where my body was slain
A stake of oak driven through my heart
A silver cleaver my head to part
And buried then, presumed to be dead
Oh yes, it’s good to see that same old lane…
Proof to me that I’ve risen again

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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #159

Posted on November 24, 2021 by crispina kemp

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 cartoon
  • A joke
  • A caption
  • An anecdote
  • A short story (flash fiction)
  • A poem
  • A newly minted proverb, adage or saying
  • An essay
  • A song—the lyrics or the performance

You have plenty of scope and 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
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

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Tuesday Treats: A Show of Colours

Posted on November 23, 2021 by crispina kemp

Autumn is a riot of colour: leaves, berries, fungi, grasses… here are a few seen on our walk along Boudica’s Way on 10th Nov 2021

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That’s all for now folks. Next week, wetlands and beech & birch woods. So, get out the wellies.

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Sunday Picture Post: Boudica’s Way

Posted on November 21, 2021 by crispina kemp

10th November, hopped off the bus at Dunston Hall on A140. This is where the *modern* road picks up the course of a Roman road from Venta Icenorum to Colchester and Chelmsford. Is this the road that Boudica took on her notorious rebellion? Possibly not, for there is a road that runs parallel with this, and that’s the one we’re taking.

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Today, Dunston is a small hamlet that straddles the lane between those two roads.

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The morning starts misty and grey. Is it mist, or is it drizzle? Hard to say.

Dunston Common: 10th Nov 2021

Dunston church with a rare dedication in these parts: St Remigius

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On the Tas at Stoke Holy Cross sits the mill; no longer working, it’s now a restaurant

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Here we join that parallel road, Boudica’s Way

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My dream house from schooldays: 10th Nov 2021

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Norfolk is flat… except where it rises between valleys

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I have named this The Witch Tree. What do you see?

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At Saxlingham we turn off Boudica’s Way to rejoin A140 and catch the bus home. But first we get wet muddy feet exploring Smock Mill Common and the River Tas

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So many more photos I could have shown you. It’s always difficult to choose the right ones. But I hope I’ve given you a flavour of our Boudica’s Way.

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Old Blue Eyes Is Back

Posted on November 21, 2021 by crispina kemp

image by pexels on pixabay

There have been so few
Of the people I knew
Who could make my amber eyes turn blue
Eyes that seldom are lacking wit
But you, you little shit
I have to admit
You…
You’ve really done it!

38 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Blue

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Snow White

Posted on November 20, 2021 by crispina kemp

White Poplar Leaf: 17th Nov 2021

Fallen Leaves, another title achieved from the list provided for #2021picoftheweek provided by Maria Antonia.

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CCC158: King of the Castle

Posted on November 18, 2021 by crispina kemp

“Ha, I’m the king of the castle, you’re the dirty old rascal…Off with his head…Here comes the candle to see you to bed, and here comes the chopper to chop off your head!”

Rupert woke with a start, sweat drenching his clothes. Phew, it was only a dream.

He startled again at the turn of a key in the lock. The heavy iron door slammed open.

“Good morning, your lamentable highness,” the man in black said. “Ready for the executioner’s block?”

 

 

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