Crimson’s Creative Challenge #106

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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: The North Side

Hi. Time to don your shades, cos today’s little trip will burn your eyes. I’m taking you to the north side of Breydon Water (Great Yarmouth) to witness the slow descent of the sun.

15:10 pm, we arrive at the confluence of the Bure and Yare beyond which the mudflats of Breydon Water await the incoming tide

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I did warn you to shield your eyes

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With time to spare, we wander around an arc of wasteland; here, roses and brambles and sea buckthorn grow

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Looking back towards the town and Breydon Bridge, you get an idea of the mudflats and the surrounding saltmarsh

And could we go anywhere without the odd fungus finding us?

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Not sure that’s the true colour, but it’s the colour my camera recorded

The sound of a train reminds us how close to the track we are

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Turning back, we see the beauty of this Water with its creeks that fill and overspill

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Walking westwards… how far shall we go? Still waiting upon the sun.

Time: 15:29 pm: 12 Nov 2020

Ah! Caught as again we turn. Blinding in an all-but cloudless sky

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Walking back towards town (don’t want to be too far away when the light goes down)

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And here is a beauty that can’t be denied

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The sun disappears behind that band of cloud on the horizon. Waiting, waiting…

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She is gone. Time to get back to town.

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To Argue the Toss

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Wrangle… to entangle your tongue with a persistent antagonist
To mangle angry words with an opportunist
Or cling to the rocks, ignoring the knocks
while you argue the toss with the surf-surging sea


33 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Wrangle

 

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Sunday Picture Post: Suffolk Colours

We had done this walk before. Bus to Lowestoft, bus out to Oulton Village, then walk by greenways and the occasional backroads to Hopton and bus back home. 10 miles. We were expecting to find loads of fungi.

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These “tufts” greeted us as we got off the bus. The only fungi encountered for many a mile

But of colour there was plenty

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Look closely. This reed head is beaded with sparkling dew

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And there were plenty of trees along the greenways, but once you’ve seen one greenway… you know what they say… instead, I give you a mini-plantation

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and a dam (no, not beavers, possibly the kids with their long lockdown vacation)

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Through Flixton Wood, and a view over Flixton Marsh

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And here, what a delightful place to live, between woods and marsh, at the end of long-long lane

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At last! A fungus found, hiding away in the grass

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I loved this scene: the haws of the thorn, with ivy in flower and berries forming… and the wasp

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Ah-ha! The Peacock suns itself, inviting my camera

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Daughter, taking social distance to the extreme. In truth, she’s scouting ahead for fungi

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and now we’ve found one…

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Somerleyton, where we stopped for lunch the dew still lay on the grass

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and to finish the day, a flourish of purple (have to love that dogwood!!!)

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But that’s all folks for the fourth of November. Hope you enjoyed these colours of Suffolk. More photos next week.

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The Day I Caught the Train

12 Nov 2020

Happiness, another title achieved in Maria’s Antonia’s #2020picoftheweek

The train line to Norwich runs alongside Breydon Water, Great Yarmouth, where I was taking photos of the sunset… happy as happy could be. So when I heard the train, I turned around and had some fun.

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O Yay, a Celebration

O Yay, O Yay, O Yay, the butterfly has landed!!!

Eight years this week since I started this blog…not bad for someone with a reputation for restlessly flittering.

I have grown to be something other over those years. An (International) author with five books published on Amazon [The Spinner’s Game] with good reviews on Goodreads, and another book [Learning to Fly] due out early next year. I couldn’t have done that without you, my faithful followers. Thus this celebration of my blog is really a celebration of you. I do thank you, most wholeheartedly.

But I owe you an apology too. I’m spending less time on WP, more time with my two Twitter accounts [@crispinakemp1 & @ineebrown51] I regret this, yet it’s needed: books do not sell themselves and when an indie author says “book promotion” they really mean “self-promotion”.

There is another reason for my frequent absences. My health is so improved, my back injury finally sorted, that I can again do distance-walking. Well, 10-milers. And with every walk out I return with 100s of photos, many of which find their way here. But the walks and the photos gobble-up time.

Again, I thank you for staying with me. and thank those who join in with Crimson’s Creative Challenge. And the best I can give you in return is my photos. I do hope they continue to give you enjoyment.

Love you all

Crispina

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CCC105: Lady Anne

Crimson’s Creative Challenge #105

“Lady, where are you wintering this year?” asked Lady Anne’s iridescent-armoured beau.

“Burlingham. As usual,” she answered, a little bit haughty.

“But, Lady, you know who’ll be there.”

She turned a scornful look on him.

“Lady, he wears black and has horns. You cannot allow him access. He’ll eat you.”

She tutted. “I do declare, you are quite the coward to be so intimidated.”

“You think by wearing the bishop’s red you’ll be safe?”

She sighed and turned her back on him. Every autumn they had this same argument, but she’d overwinter nowhere other than Burlingham’s Insect Hotel.

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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #105

CCC105

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: Berries and Foliage

Photos of Foliage and Berries taken on my walk to Ringland Hills (28 Oct 2020)

Holly: 28 Oct 2020

And you can’t have holly without…

Ivy: 28 Oct 2020

And for colour…

Blackberry-bramble: 28 Oct 2020

Beech leaves: 28 Oct 2020

For me, it isn’t properly autumn until the beech turns

Beech leaves: 28 Oct 2020

Rowan berries: 28 Oct 2020

Alder catkins: 28 Oct 2020

The alder already bears next spring’s catkins alongside this year’s “fruits”. Couldn’t get closer… oops, into the water

Guelder Rose: 28 Oct 2020

Guelder Rose leaves and berries…

Guelder Rose: 28 Oct 2020

Old Man’s Beard: 28 Oct 2020

aka Traveller’s Joy, a wild form of the popular garden climber, Clematis

Bryony berries: 28 Oct 2020

It has been a prolific year for bryony; it is everywhere with its bright red berries

Ivy: 28 Oct 2020

I’ve included this one for the flint wall. I love this dry-stone wall. There’s quite a length of it, and it’s old and crumbling

But that’s all folks, for this week. Hope you’ve enjoyed it. Have a good week. Stay safe.

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I’m Glad He’s Gone

I bequeath to you my best left shoe
These past ten years I’ve had no use of it
What use when I’ve no foot to put in it?
When your father pushed me over the railings at the zoo
He left me legless
Crocodiles… though he claimed he didn’t know it
Glad he didn’t bequeath to you
His love of square ribbed dark bottles
His passion for the fiery spirit
That nothing within him could inhibit
Fighting, smashing, yelling
I’m glad he’s gone, my son


85 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Bequeath

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