Crimson’s Creative Challenge #117

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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:

  • 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: Frozen in Rime

Sunday 24th January being a freezing foggy day, I didn’t go far: the local churchyard and the dunes. Here’s what I saw…

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…and then to the shore…

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Hope you enjoyed. Now it’s time to go home, thaw out the fingers and toes!

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Nah, You’ve Gotta Be Kidding

image from pixabay

It’s your confusing style
Your ghost of a smile
Your softly formed profile
Not strong and agile
But disturbingly juvenile

It’s your decadent lifestyle
A voluntary exile
Lived on a fantasy isle
Away from the rank and file
You’re barely hidden and bitterly hostile
And you hope with that to beguile?

51 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Beguile

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Sunday Picture Post: Gothic Mornings

Sunday 24th January begins with frost and fog. I’m advised not to venture out in such weather. So no 10-miler today. Instead, I keep it local

Overlooking the Yare from Haven Bridge, a few steps from mine

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St Nicholas Churchyard… cos where else would you go on a freezing foggy morning?

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I invite you to join me… beware vampires & werewolves

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In my short walk I became fascinated with the Victorian “Cult of the Dead”

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And iron that’s wrought into fanciful shapes…

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…in emulation of nature?

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Leaving the cemetery, I head to the beach…

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I crunch over sand patterned with yesterday’s footprints, now solidly frozen

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Not much to see… fog, frost, no birds, the sea a gentle sigh… waiting for the sun to winkle through

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You can see by how high the sun how late this is

I hope you enjoyed, and I bet you’re warmer than I was. More photos from this morning walk on Tuesday

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Here to Announce the Sun’s Return

Catkins: 27th January 2021

The hazel has made a start on hanging out its flags to welcome the Sun

Spring in the Air, from the list provided for #2021picoftheweek provided by Maria Antonia

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CCC116: Changes

Crimson’s Creative Challenge #116

They’d just made a start on building this bridge when I moved to this town.

Where Asada now stands was a pipe-yard. Pipes for what I don’t know but they came in all sizes and made for fantastic photos. Part of that yard remains as “wasteland” where migrating birds rest-up from their journey.

Where I’m standing to take this photo then was a higgledy Dickensian-looking array of boathouses reached by a narrow path between two ramshackle warehouses. I remember, redstarts nested there.

How much this has changed. Recent investment in the town has cleaned away the debris, left it modern and sterile. Thirty-eight years I’ve been in this town. Sometimes it seems like yesterday.

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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #116

CCC116

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: Beach Photographer

Hope you enjoyed my last Beach Photography feature, cos here’s some more: The things beneath our feet we tend not to see…

During the blue hour even the sand tints blue…

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The red stone is a sea-rolled house brick

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Sea-mat stranded on the wrack-line, and partly covered with wind-blown sand. Sea-mat is the northern answer to coral. Its true colour is pale beige

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These shots are only possible in that hour or so around sunrise when the sun is low in the sky, its rays raking the beach. It helps that it’s winter here and the sun is the furthest south (though now returning)

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When the sun rises out of the low bank of clouds

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What was blue, now is gold…

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A closeup of sea-mat: thousands of tiny creatures bound together as one

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The sanderling serves as punctuation… till next time

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His Love Goes On

Royal Norfolks Cap Badge (photo: Dormskirk)

11th January I posted that my father had tested positive for Covid. At 100+ year he might be expected to succumb to that, so you can imagine our delight when he recovered. But yesterday he took a tumble and bashed his head; we don’t know yet how severe that knock. The paramedics took him to the hospital for observation.

Around 1:30 this morning he “brightened”, smiled, slumped, and died.

Apart from fathering we three sibs (and a pretty good job he’s made of that) his most lasting contribution has been his many accounts of the Massacre of La Paradis, May 1940. For those interested in the story, his account, along with his artwork, can be found here.

Also included on that site (right at the end, keep scrolling) is the most recent photo on his 100th birthday proudly displaying his Birthday Telegram from the Queen.

My father would not want us to grieve. He was the epitome of love. He never preached; he always walked his talk. His love goes on.

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A Party of Non-Celebration

image by Suzanne Jutzeler

It has become all the fashion
To affine to a political faction
Either you’ve got the passion
Or you’re out of the action
Myself, I can’t see the attraction
Of this false elevation
In claiming a party of non-celebration


39 words written from Sammi’s Weekend Prompt: Faction

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