A Heart Full of Love

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A heart full of love
The greatest joy
That I possess


11 words, written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Possess

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Sunday Picture Post: Memories of a Warmer Day

I’m not usually a weather-wimp but high winds coupled with sub-zero temperatures… ain’t no fun walking beach nor marsh.  And so this dive into the archives.

14th February 2017 and the sun shines and the air is warm and I catch a bus and another bus and by 9:00 am I arrive at Poringland, and the second highest point in (flat) Norfolk. Two aerial masts constructed during WWII provide a landmark for miles around (here’s just one)

14 Feb 2017

From Poringland to Upper Stoke… where I stop to admire the snowdrops

14 Feb 2017

Leaving the road I follow a footpath across fields grazed by sheep

14 Feb 2017

This is “big tree” country…

14 Feb 2017

14 Feb 2017

The path edges a woodland…

14 Feb 2017

where I’m delighted to see the hazel’s catkins…

14 Feb 2017

and yet more big trees (2 shots, same tree)

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Looking back…

14 Feb 2017

And looking down…
btw, the winding line is a lane and to the far side of it is one of the earliest known Anglo-Saxon burial sites in England

14 Feb 2017

The Tas Valley where in Roman times stood the regional city of the Iceni (Boudicca’s people) Venta Icenorum

14 Feb 2017

The remaining walls fail to impress me
(I’m used the well-preserved walls of C3rd Roman fort at Burgh Castle)

14 Feb 2017

Within the old town the first Christians here built their church, now dedicated to East Anglia’s own martyred Saint Edmund

14 Feb 2017

A walk by the river, finding a place to stop for my lunch. Incredible, 2,000 years ago this was the wharf; here Roman galleys and barges moored to unload their wares brought up river from Burgh Castle (just outside Gt Yarmouth)

14 Feb 2017

As ever, I hope you enjoyed the walk. I know I did. It was so warm, my jacket came off, I walked bare-armed. Today, four years on, I shiver.

 

 

 

 

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My Little Lamp

8th February 2021

Most mornings I take a photo of this lamppost from various angles as a focal point for whatever the sky is doing. This time I took the photo at night.

Focal Point, from the list provided for #2021picoftheweek provided by Maria Antonia

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CCC118: On Such a Lovely Warm Spring Day

Crimson’s Creative Challenge #118

Into the woods to play
On such a lovely warm spring day.
If at the Beech Tree I knock by three
The Woodland Mother lets me sit on her knee;
She’ll tell me tales of the woodland gnomes
Who beneath the woodland bank have made their homes;
Stories too of the woodland elf
Who tends the herbs that give us health.
And then to a sunny woodland dell
The whereabouts I shall not tell,
To stretch and laze throughout the day
And watch the fairies at their play.


Cos I love to have fun!

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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #118

CCC118

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 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 Treat: June Flowers

Photos taken 7th June 2018. Enjoy

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He’ll Eat You Up and Gobble You Down

image by Owensart on Pixabay

I’d heared of him; he lived in the hills above our town. “Don’t you go there,” our mother would say. “He’ll eat you up and gobble you down.”

We thought him a gobelin or ogre or such, created out of the minds of our unmodernised parents. We didn’t believe he were real. Not till Sasha disappeared that day.

“That’ll be Gargantua has caught ‘er and munched ‘er.” our brother Tad said.

“Don’t be ridiculous,” Ma scolded. Yet I could see she were shaking, head to toe.

She shook yet more when they brought down the bones.


96 word for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Gargantuan

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Sunday Picture Post: When the Mist Rolls In

Thursday morning the sun dazzled, reflected off the windows opposite, making me feel like a lazy slouch for writing instead putting on shoes and coat and getting out there for a walk. But lunch taken, I succumbed. After all, Met Office is warning of heavy snow and freezing temperatures over the weekend; plenty of time to stay in and type.

As usual as I cross Haven Bridge I stop to take a photo…

4 Feb 2021

At Breydon, the clouds forms are fantastic. And this ranger’s boat is in a tearing hurry

4 Feb 2021

It leaves a notable wake… now I see why the Broads cruisers are governed down so can’t go so fast. Maybe the people had an emergency

4 Feb 2021 (taken as the wake was weakening)

Excitement passed, I return to my study of clouds…

4 Feb 2021

And turn to glance back… as is my wont… wow! that’s blue…

4 Feb 2021

…and turn back. And frown. Why has the temperature dropped? I can taste ice on the air. I feel it too. Brrr… that’s chilly…

4 Feb 2021

Wow! Look how thick this mist, all within a few minutes. No wonder I’m cold

4 Feb 2021

Again looking back… it looks like a cloud has dropped. I’d think it if this was at height, but this is sea-level

4 Feb 2021

Time to move away from the water. But now there’s a big cloud covering the sun

4 Feb 2021

Love this tree… the only reason needed for it to be…

4 Feb 2021

At the end of the lane there is a farmyard… nah, turning around, time to go home

4 Feb 2021

And hey, I’ve found where the beach donkeys go out of season! I decided not to get any closer

4 Feb 2021

And reeds. You know I can’t come here without taking photos of reeds… love reeds

4 Feb 2021

and finally a return to the bridge. See how much the sky has changed

4 Feb 2021

Hope you’ve enjoyed our little walk. Took less than 2 hours.

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Silence

Breydon Water: 4 Feb 2021

Breydon Water exhibits many moods, but only in a gale does it turn you away. The sun Thursday lunchtime drew me out. I’ll leave you to read how it turned to this  [See tomorrow’s post] Not as much as a gull or a wader to break this silence. Mist muffled.

Quiet, from the list provided for #2021picoftheweek provided by Maria Antonia

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CCC117: Learning to Fly

Gt Yarmouth’s former Heliport CCC117

Neve refused to speak to Raesan until safely arrived at the heliport. And the tension… like she sat in a bath with someone butter-fingered holding a bar-heater above her. It was a wonder the combined anger of Rat and Raesan didn’t burn every strand of the helicopter’s wiring. Five minutes into the flight, Neve would have talked about the latest soaps, anything to cut through the air of hostility. Instead, Rat distracted her with talk of his Viking past.


Excerpt from Learning to Fly, out in paperback and e-book 1st April 2021

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