CCC#80: Neighbours

Posted on May 21, 2020 by crispina kemp

Crimsons Creative Challenge

John: Have you seen who has bought that house next door? Immigrants, Goodwife, more cursed immigrants.

Goodwife: Religious refugees, John. We’ve opened our borders to them; it wouldn’t hurt you to open your heart.

John: They take our jobs.

Goodwife: They bring new skills.

John: They’ve taken that shop on the corner.

Goodwife: The cobblers? I know. And they’re doing good trade.

John: And two stalls in the market.

Goodwife: The spices?

John: I forbid you to buy any. You’re not to encourage them.

Goodwife: So, no ginger, no cinnamon, no peppers… what about coffee and tea? Do you not meet with your trade associates in the Coffee Shop? And don’t shrug like that.

John: I shall say this again, Goodwife, I will have nothing from those Netherlanders here in my house.

Goodwife: If you say. Oh, and thank you for the flowers. They’re beautiful tulips.

The ‘house next door’ was built in 1603 and shows Dutch influence. This area of Norfolk was heavily settled by the religious refugees… as a track deep into the parish records reveals of my ancestry.

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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #80

Posted on May 20, 2020 by crispina kemp

CCC#80

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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Fade to Grey

Posted on May 18, 2020 by crispina kemp

image by Gerd Altmann on pixabay

Open to blue, the day is new.

Block the moves… approves.

Lights. Camera. Action.

Fade to grey.

17 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Fade

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At the Back-End of Great Yarmouth

Posted on May 17, 2020 by crispina kemp

Ah! Released from my comfortable prison… fresh air. I took the camera out for a walk, although only as far as Breydon Water which, as I said on yesterday’s post, is the estuarine confluence of three rivers. And here are a few of the shots…

The back end of town…. 12th May 2020

Salsify, an expected find, clearly a garden escapee: 12th Mary 2020

A golden agricultural escapee… Rapeseed oil: 12th May 2020

Grown from a discarded apple: 12th May 2020

Pepperwort, a humble native: 12th May 2020

Wow, who knows what I might have for you next week.

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Come Hell and High Water

Posted on May 16, 2020 by crispina kemp

The camera and I walked out this week, although only as far as Breydon Water, the estuarine confluence of rivers Yare, Waveney and Bure. And there, from the dryness of the flood-defence bank, I did spy…

Weathered posts: 12 May 2020

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

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A Very Bad Egg

Posted on May 15, 2020 by crispina kemp

Humpty . . . Hic

Humpty Dumpty, we’ve all heard of him,
Sat on a wall to tipple his gin,
Fell off it backwards and cracked his head.
Altogether a very bad egg!

First posted: 2013

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CCC 79: Poem exceedingly silly

Posted on May 14, 2020 by crispina kemp

CCC#79

Helter-skelter in a swelter
Ice-cream sundaes and chilled drinks
Come on down, Dad’ll catch you
Just let go and, oops… he blinked.

Helter-skelter, sun’s a melter
Breezes cooler at the top
Come on down, Mummy’s waiting
Just let go and, ouch… you didn’t stop.

Helter-skelter, rain’s a pelter
It’ll soak you high up there
Come on down and share the brolly
Eat fish and chips upon the pier.

 

 

 

 

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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #79

Posted on May 13, 2020 by crispina kemp

CCC79

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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This Must Be the Place

Posted on May 11, 2020 by crispina kemp

Home… dream on. 1st Aug 2017

Neve did a last-minute check of all things electrical. Then Rat came behind her and powered the computer. She half-heartedly scowled at him. He accessed iTunes and scrolled and selected – oh what a surprise – Talking Heads, This Must be the Place. He sang along that home was where he wanted to be.

“Is this appropriate just as we’re leaving?” Neve asked.

“For the sake of my sanity, please change that tune,” Kaz shouted from the utility room.

“But listen to this,” Rat said. “The words are bang on. And the drums, I love the drums!”

“Led’s best for drums,” Neve said. “John Bonham’s Moby Dick.”

“No words. But I’ll grant you Whole Lotta Love.”

114 words, submitted for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Home

Not entirely new… an excerpt from wip: Learning to Fly. And for those unfamiliar with the song… (expect a long intro, about 1:05)

Home is where I want to be
Pick me up and turn me around
I feel numb, born with a weak heart
I guess I must be having fun
The less we say about it the better
Make it up as we go along
Feet on the ground, head in the sky
It’s okay, I know nothing’s wrong, nothing
Oh! I got plenty of time
Oh! You got light in your eyes
And you’re standing here beside me
I love the passing of time
Never for money, always for love
Cover up and say goodnight, say goodnight
Home, is where I want to be
But I guess I’m already there
I come home, she lifted up her wings
I guess that this must be the place
I can’t tell one from the other
I find you, or you find me?
There was a time before we were born
If someone asks, this is where I’ll be, where I’ll be oh!
We drift in…
[source: Lyric Find]
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Sunday Picture Post: Leaf, Flower and Seed

Posted on May 10, 2020 by crispina kemp

Continuing the theme of spring…

After the pretty flowers die…

At a guess, probably wild pear. Note the bee, homing in to nick the nectar

Ash flowers, now dead, prepare to grow their wings

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