Unable to catch a bus because I couldn’t wear a mask because I’d had an op on my eye, 23rd May saw us walking out of Great Yarmouth to join the long distance track of Angles Way, though we only followed it as far as Burgh Castle. I wore very dark glasses, my eye… sensitive
It was a short walk, about 7 miles, and much of that along Breydon wall. The water was high so no waders to see.
For the flowers met on the way, see Tuesday Treat
Technology, another title achieved from the list provided for #2021picoftheweek provided by Maria Antonia
Wind: for the sails
Water: from the river
Steam: the old mill, now replaced by electrics
I’m moving home. But as yet I don’t know when. It could be next week, it could be in a month’s time. The one thing I am sure of is it’s already causing turmoil and it’s going to get worse.
I don’t know if I shall have immediate phone connection, if I shall have internet access, or if I shall be back in the dark ages. I do know that my trusty little phone will connect via 4g. But I also know it’s heavy on battery, and not ideal for uploading photos.
So I intend to upload and schedule as far ahead as I can (i.e. as far as I have available photos).
And I apologise now if I get behind with reading your posts. I know this is already happening what with eye-ops and jabs and side effects and viewing the property and trying to pack what’s not needed, and ferrying sackfuls of donations to charity shops…. did someone say moving is a stressful experience. Yeah? Really? Hah-hah.
So please forgive any lapses and moments of forgetfulness. I have given you due warning.
Breydon Water, my go-to place when I need to escape the pressures of the day. It never fails me.
I stand on the bank and look over the water… and I see ships. Long ships. Viking ships. A fleet of eighty. Where are they going – to raid the monasteries? In later years there’ll be one on the Yare at Norwich, but for now Norwich is just a collection of Saxon hamlets. Nothing there to interest Vikings.
Their longships hug the southern bank, and veer into the Waveney. The Waveney divides Norfolk from Suffolk and rises near Thetford not ten meters from the rise of the Ouse that then flows westward to the Wash. Thetford. They’re heading for Thetford, there to meet with others coming in from the west.
This raid will surely find its way into the Anglo-Saxon Chronicles.
In 869:
“This year the Viking army […] fixed their winter-quarters at Thetford. And in the winter King Edmund fought with them; but the Danes gained the victory and slew the king; whereupon they overran all that land and destroyed all the monasteries to which they came.”
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:
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
Continuing the flowers seen along the way in Lothingland (12th May)
Hope you enjoyed. More flowers next week
It was Adam began it.
Look around you, said the Lord, at the trees, the flowers, the fruits in this garden. What will you name them? For without a name, you cannot know them.
Then the Lord said, look around you at the beasts of the air, and water and land. To you I give the right to name them.
And Adam did as he was bid and applied a nomenclature to the world around him.
76 words for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Nomenclature
Continuing our walk from 12th May, having passed through Ashby St Mary we head to Lound Lakes.
That’s it. I do hope you enjoyed the walk. And where am I going next week? I don’t know yet. See Tuesday Treats for the flowers seen on the way.
Pathway, another title achieved from the list provided for #2021picoftheweek provided by Maria Antonia
Come on, Duckie
Another new day
But no time to play
It’s your turn to work
[While your siblings lurk]
To earn us a crust
To feed us you must
For such a cutie
Those humans are suckers to feed
