Jump aboard the bus, we’re going to Brooke, a small village south of Norwich, from where we’re walking back to Poringland, a one-time village now dormitory of Norwich. Oh, and put on your wellies. It’s not raining, but that’s the first time in several days.
And the sky has clouded again. Never mind, we’re very close to the bus stop now, time to go home.
See Tuesday Treat for Flowers & Flutters seen on this walk. Hope you enjoyed
Back in the day (Word War) these towers supported the latest tracking devices (enemy planes incoming!!!). Now they are used by every communications company.
Technology, another title achieved from the list provided for #2021picoftheweek provided by Maria Antonia
Freddy opened the small canvas-seated fishing stool his grandson had bought him five Christmases back and set it firmly on the woodland floor. From his satchel he pulled out his props – a sketch pad and pencil. The fabric creaked beneath his weight as he settled, but he was used to that now. He opened the pad at the part-drawn tree. And as he had done every day since Poppy ran away, he waited. Some days it seemed to him she did speak. But most days her head and her voice remained hidden in the tree that had taken his beloved away.
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 on my last walk (19th June 2021)
And in the churchyard
There is no flower that can follow the orchid
Hope you enjoyed
I wasn’t sure about answering Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt this week. Since moving, time seems always in short supply and the wordcount is high. Moreover, though I rake through my mind, nothing crops up… unlike the weeds in my new garden. I wonder, would Sammi notice my lack of participation? And if she notices, will she forgive me?
I glance out the window at what’s best described as a jungle. I know what’s needed there. Saplings lopped, roots spaded out, weeds teased free: hard work.
But this prompt? Maybe a coffee will tempt Lady Inspiration, the basic requisite.
98 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Requisite
I left you last week at the Team Lotus base on the outskirts of the small Norfolk village of Hethel. Now we continue the walk
Hope you’ve enjoyed
For the flowers seen, check out this week’s Tuesday Treat
Wheels, another title achieved from the list provided for #2021picoftheweek provided by Maria Antonia
Come with me, come take my hand
I’ll take you to another land.
In doubt I shook my head
And yet agreed as he had said
Led down an avenue of trees
Flowers fragrant on the breeze
Until he stopped and drew me close
My heart then surging to my throat
And with willing lips as he had planned
He took me to another land
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
