Sunday Picture Post: Wood and Water

23rd February 2026, and after weeks of heavy rain and dismal skies we’re looking for somewhere that’s likely to be dry underfoot. So this week we’re keeping it local. A short bus ride to outskirts of town from where we’ll be stepping over the county border. Woods, flowers 🤞 and water are on the agenda. Please join us

23rd February 2026

A belt of trees hug close to a commercial estate on the edge of town. 🔼Here amongst the younsters are older trees 🔽 and carpets of snowdrops in their season

23rd February 2026

23rd February 2026

🔼 Beyond the trees the fields begin. The sky doesn’t promise a bright day, but neither is it raining 🔽 At last the white blossoms are brightening the hedges (flowers before leaves = blackthorn)

23rd February 2026

23rd February 2026

A short stretch of road-walking lies ahead as we cross the border, though it’s never busy 🔼 but first, here be those puddles! 🔽 Beyond the hedge we can see the sky reflected in the puddles that linger in the tractor’s tracks. All that rain is helping those cereal plants to grow

23rd February 2026

23rd February 2026

Lound Lakes comes in two parts 🔼 The first, anciently cut into a steep hillside, is used as a water reservoir by the local water company 🔽 The second, a former decoy and duck-hunter’s delight, is now a nature reserve

23rd February 2026

23rd February 2026

Flowers! 🔼 Leaves before flowers = cherry-plums 🔽 Gorse flowers autumn through to late spring as if to brighten those dismal days we’ve been having!

23rd February 2026

23rd February 2026

Lound Lake #2. What needs saying? 🔼 You know I love reeds. 🔽Come the summer I’ll stand on this bridge and focus on dragonflies. For now, yes there are ducks and other water fowl, but none within an easy sight

23rd February 2026

That’s all for now, folks. Hope you enjoyed the walk. We’ve still a mile or two to go where a pub lunch awaits. Till next week…and don’t forget Tuesday Treats

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He Ain’t No Fun

Original image: Jim Cooper on Pixabay. Altered image: CK

You are not old
But neither bold
You aren’t tall
And you can’t be told
Short and young
But, sorry, fella, you ain’t no fun


25 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Young

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CCC077: Major Marjoram

Major Marjoram stood at his farmyard gate
Legs wide in a strong farmer’s gait
Arms folded over his satisfied chest
And beamed as he’d done muchly of late
Much too muchly
He changed his beam to a scowl
Fast before the wind could howl
A beam might encourage the sun
The sun wouldn’t help the mud to run
The sun would encourage the mud to dry
Then he’d have every camera-toting hiker passing by

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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #077

Every Wednesday I’ll post FOUR photos (if you want to get a head start you’ll find them marked in that week’s Sunday Picture Post and Tuesday Treats). Lots of choice!

And here they are:

You respond with something CREATIVE. Perhaps an  answering photo, or micro-fiction, or a poem, or just a caption

As before, there are 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.

Here’s wishing you inspirational explosions. And FUN

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Tuesday Treats: Spring

A medley of photos from our walk on 17th February 2026 that might (or might not) typify Spring. Enjoy

17th February 2026

🔼Aconites, snowdrops and daffodils are native to Britain. But I suspect these ones are garden escapes. Still, lovely to see 🔽 ⏬

17th February 2026

17th February 2026

17th February 2026

🔼 Catkins are everywhere now. These ones are ‘blowing in the wind’ 🔽 And at last! I’m thinking these blossoms are cherry-plum and not blackthorn since I see evidence of at least one leaf (blackthorn flowers on naked limbs)

17th February 2026

17th February 2026

Look down by your feet (or along the roadside’s grassy verges) for three of the earliest truly wild flowers 🔼 Chickweed 🔽 Speedwell ⏬ and Red deadnettle

17th February 2026

17th February 2026

17th February 2026

Trees! 🔼 A massive hollow-trunked oak that still lives on 🔽 This trunk entanglement wouldn’t be so obvious, or comical, if the bark wasn’t in such contrast. So the beefy established tree is an oak. But the one clinging on? Could it be a beech? Or holly?

17th February 2026

17th February 2026

🔼 Moss on this decaying tumbled-down tree provides a miniature garden, delightful in the sun’s spring rays 🔽 I’ve a feeling this daff-in-a-planter had been stationed here to alert drivers, since the road clips tight to that house wall

17th February 2026

🔽 There is a house along this route whose garden I have featured several times. There’s usually some change to the display oddments. I love what we found this time

17th February 2026

And that’s all for now. Hope you enjoyed.

Look out for us next week when we go ‘south of the border’. County border, that is.

 

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Words On Writing #9

Hands up all those who’ve heard the advice “Write what you know.”

Hands up if you thought this meant you should only include your own lived experiences in your writing.

Example: You’re a married accountant, so you’re going to write about the troubles a married accountant might have.

While that does have potential, you might like to throw in a murder, kidnapping, or blackmail. Not because that’s happened to you – or anyone else in the office – but because it adds interest and tension, and you read murder/thriller books, so you know how it goes.

I don’t read that genre, so it’s pointless me writing those kinds of books. Though I might be able to cobble together a placard-waving protest group with wellie-wearing folks laying down in front of tractors and diggers, who spend the rest of the day in a cell in the local police station. Fingerprints taken.

“Write what you read or watch” might be better advice.

You don’t have to go through that awful divorce yourself to be able to write it into your story, because you’ve seen enough in movies and on TV, and read it in books.

But the vicarious experience thus gained can take you only so far.

Example: Mr Bloggs might pig-out on movies and books set in bustling cities. But if Mr Bloggs has lived his entire life in a quiet rural village will he really understand what life is like in the city?

For myself, I cannot begin to imagine the everyday stresses of living in, say, New York.

The same can be said of any environment, whether geographic, national, geological, or natural. Does the city dweller understand what life’s like for Mr Bloggs? Does a native of the temperate climes understand what life is like in a desert, or a rainforest?

Reading and watching is no substitute for the lived experience.

And that’s why we can be fully immersed in a story when…oops! That jarring moment when something shouts inaccuracy.

It’s happened to me. Most often with American writers who’ve set their story in contemporary or historical England. Though I’m sure it happens the other way around, with English writers setting their story in America.

A long vacation in the featured setting might help. But how do you travel to a historical period?

I don’t set myself above or apart from this, for I’m pretty sure I do it too. Setting my stories in a pre-industrial society is sure to bring up loads of inaccuracies. I cannot go visit, I cannot know. Looking at those few remaining societies in our own time can provide just so much material.

Keeping to the fantasy genre helps because this is the world that I’ve built, and I can be as anachronistic as I want.

Being an archaeology nerd, I know that the life I portray is a million miles wide of the truth. But then, in being true to the reality of that world would the story be laden with facets that todays’ readers would not understand? Most likely, yes.

So what am I saying?

I’m advocating for research, even if you think that you’re well informed. Don’t assume you know something just because you’ve read it or watched it somewhere.

You only have to look at the historically inaccurate ‘Viking’ costumes that litter our screens. The Vikings wore COLOURS, and rich fabrics. They traded in the East, ffs. But today we’re fed visions of black, black, black and grey. They’re portrayed as unkempt. Yet archaeology and contemporary reports tell us that these people cared for their appearance e.g. with regular combing of their hair, and daily washes.

And that’s all I’m saying today

Thank you for reading. Love to read your comments. Keep them coming.

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Sunday Picture Post: Beside the Beck

17th February 2026 dawns chilly but dry after too much rain for too many days. Rather than trudge through knee-deep mud, we choose a walk that’s mostly roads though we might have to wade through puddles. This walk starts at Brooke and ends at Chedgrave. Six miles. Come along and enjoy…

17th February 2026

🔼Sheep sunning themselves beside the Well Beck 🔽 I’ve taken a photo at this particular spot many times, trying to capture the play of light on the catkins and the barely emerged leaves

17th February 2026

17th February 2026

🔼 The Well Beck glimpsed between the trees. This little stream is a tributary of the Chet, itself a tributary of the Yare 🔽 ⏬ The Beck flows through pastures green, trimmed with oak and alder

17th February 2026

17th February 2026

17th February 2026

🔼 How I envy those who live along this lane. So little traffic yet not lost in any uninhabited depths 🔽⏬

17th February 2026

17th February 2026

🔽 Here’s another place I find irresistible to photograph. Here I’ve focused on the mix of colours and textures

17th February 2026

17th February 2026

🔼 Nature reasserts her attraction for my lens. Love trees, and this one has wonderful form 🔽 Here’s where we take our chances along a dirt track. Will it be muddy? The catkins seem to invite us in

17th February 2026

17th February 2026

🔼 Back onto a proper made-up road. A quick look back as we climb out of the valley. This is Norfolk: Valleys aren’t deep, sides aren’t steep 🔽 And here at last we find the mud! Oh well, we’re nearly at Chedgrave and our bus home, so best we trudge through it

17th February 2026

I hope you enjoyed our walk. It’s a route we take often at this time of year. The sheltered valley ensures early flowers and usually the walk is kind to the shoes!

You can see some of those flowers in Tuesday Treats, plus some other…things

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Crazy Old Lady

1st August 2020

It’s not easy when everyone knows
She’s a careless, carpe diem, madcap lady
Who says, yay, this is the way
Despite the map says it’s not
Then gets herself stuck
In a nettle-filled rut
Who leaps, then looks
And tumbles down hillsides
Grassy ones, thankfully never rocks
Who tries to beat the tide
Then drenched to the skin she laughs
Not easy when she’s proven her ability
Now approaching 75, to adopt sound sense and sensibility


76 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Sensibility

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CCC076: Gone Fishing

Gone fishing

To catch us a bass, trout or perch?

Gone fishing

To hook us a tasty dish?

Gone fishing

Or angling to dangle a sweet-baited hook?

Aye, to catch me a catch with a handsome look

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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #076

Every Wednesday I’ll post FOUR photos (if you want to get a head start you’ll find them marked in that week’s Sunday Picture Post and Tuesday Treats). Lots of choice!

And here they are:

You respond with something CREATIVE. Perhaps an  answering photo, or micro-fiction, or a poem, or just a caption

As before, there are 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.

Here’s wishing you inspirational explosions. And FUN

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