4th December 2024
This Little Egret looks to be blushing, caught bathing just as the sun bursts free of a low bank of clouds and although it’s the ‘golden hour’ the sun’s rays paints everything pink and red.
Despite the blush, I’m claiming this for Golden Hour, my twelfth and final title for #2024picofthemonth, as set at Of Maria Antonia
And this gives 
me another line. Not exactly a full card, but a 2-line Bingo!
17th November 2023
Fenced around with uncommon words
To use in exactly forty, that’s absurd
Yet Sammi grants us grace
Gives us a little manoeuvring space
We don’t have to use the same part of speech
Good, cos beleaguer is beyond my reach
40 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Beleaguer
So happy was I
After all these years to be going home
Yet I wasn’t sure I’d taken the right turning
Nothing familiar in my surroundings
And the farther I walked
The more I baulked
Certain now I’d lost my way
Or could it be my home was so changed
That now it appeared so strange?
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, Tuesday Treats, and Friday Fungi, too). Lots of choice!
And here there 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
4th December 2024
Above: Burdock burrs tinged pink. Below: reeds in silhouette against an expectant sky
4th December 2024
Teasel, pale and pink in this eerie light
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4th December 2024
Above: A pair of godwits Below: A little egret, it’s white feathers now turned salmon pink!
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4th December 2024
Above: Reeds caught in the sun’s red rays. Below: A raft of widgeon looking decidedly flushed
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But the bramble is always red. Right?
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Wind pump and rosehips. The red light has softened now
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Willow and ivy greet us as we leave Breydon and the marshes, the light now returned to that of a cloud-cast day
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Hope you enjoyed.
Wishing all my followers, past, present and future, a peaceful festive season 💛🧡💛
Christmas week seems as good a time as any to flash my flashy pics. This is the second batch of photos edited beyond simple light and dark contrast enhancement. Enjoy
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Wishing all my followers, past, present, and future, a peaceful festive season. And thank you for all of your likes and comments over the past year.
4th December 2024, and with the fungi season all but over, and recent storms having torn the colour from the trees, and no new flowers yet, we turn to a different source of food for our lens – a walk alongside Breydon Water, at sunrise. Enjoy
4th December 2024
At the confluence of the Yare and the Bure, the silhouetted town forms a backdrop. The sky’s so cloudy we don’t know if the sun will appear though clearly she’s there
4th December 2024
4th December 2024
The bridge marks the start of Breydon Water, the remains of the one-time Great Estuary where a band of clouds show promise for the day
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Cobham Common edges the water
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4th December 2024
Still waiting for the main event. Meanwhile, the clouds are tinged a delicate pink
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And she bursts into our world!
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4th December 2024
Looking back, the sun now clear of the clouds gilds everything with her more-red than-golden rays
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The sun doesn’t stay with us for long, the clouds wiping her out of sight. But it’s been worth the wait.
Hope you agree
More photos from this walk in Tuesday Treats
20th December 2024
Dame of the Solstice, rise from your coffin
Fill me with light though cold winter begins
Daughter of Dawn, your bright light inspires me
Though you scowl in the winter, you smile in the spring
Mistress of Day, you light me without, you light me within
Light up my dark thoughts as a New Year begins.
Note regards the photo:
So seldom does the sun appear on Solstice morning but the year 2021 was so blessed
20th December 2024
What an apt word for this time of year
Whether we celebrate the Solstice
Or Christmas
Festival of Lights
Or New Year’s Day
Times when faced with the new
Beginning, Reset, Hope
We think back across the months to all those times
We’ve behaved like a dope
But we’ll change our ways
We do swear
We’re committed to this, this year
With renewed resolution
64 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Commit
And for the last Fest of the season I have saved for you a bumper crop of colour found during a stroll around our churchyard, 3rd November 2024. Since the church is dedicated to St Nicholas, I thought them fitting for this festive season. They’re mostly of the genus waxcap though various species
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It was fortuitous that the grass had recently been mown, else I’d never have seen them!
Hope you liked. Wishing you the best possible festive season
crispina kemp 