Milly Mouse
Poked her head out of her house
The wind was blowing mightily
A hard frost freezing frightfully
So back to bed she went
To drowse, delightedly
And I can testify to the strength of wind and depth of frost cos I was there π
Milly Mouse
Poked her head out of her house
The wind was blowing mightily
A hard frost freezing frightfully
So back to bed she went
To drowse, delightedly
And I can testify to the strength of wind and depth of frost cos I was there π
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 anΒ 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
A few more photos from our visit to Mousehold Heath on 22nd November 2024. Enjoy
Love the contrast of architectural styles. Plus here you can see the remains of a church which pre-existed the cathedral (that rough flint and mortar vertical)
River Wensum wraps around the cathedral grounds…
Contrasts: Sun on autumn-yellow fallen leaves and frost on a recently felled tree
Old Man’s Beard, aka Traveller’s Joy, aka Clematis vitalba β up close, and up a tree
It’s an horrendously cold day, though the sun’s so strong the frost only remains in shady pockets
Leaves. Above the gold and copper of the beech. Below the yellow, purple and pink of sycamore
That’s all for now, folks. Hope you enjoyed.
Itβs been a while since I wrote a post about writing. But I thought nowβs a good time since Iβm posting the first draft of my work-in-progress Seed Fall, and several of you are reading it. This post might help you to know what to expect and what not to expect.
The key phrase in the paragraph above is first draft.
This means what youβre reading is exactly as the words emerged from my mind, slithered into my fingers and got tapped onto screen. With very little editing.
Youβll probably notice the story lacks depth of description, both of settings and people. These I add in the second and later drafts. It might also lack depth of the characters’ emotional life β except where I consider it essential to plot. Again, thatβs added in later drafts. And the characters are yet to be developed. Though they exist fully formed in my head, Iβve yet to add the relevant details.
You might notice threads that donβt connect, or that threaten imminently to unravel. By the way, if you do notice this Iβd appreciate you flagging it in the comments. Thank you.
What I hope you wonβt notice is a dragging of pace. Again, if you do notice it, flag it. Thank you.
Oh yeah, and there could be repetitions, especially of exposition. While Iβll catch and amend such oversights during one the many edits that await this wip, it would help me enormously if you’d take two minutes to flag it in the comments.
Lastly, I hope you enjoy the read, raw and unpolished though it is.
22nd November 2024, we board the bus for Norwich and walk out to Mousehold Heath, passing through the cathedral close. You are welcome to join us…
November and the sun rises later, casting everything in gold
The cathedral is a mixture of C11th solid Romanesque and laterΒ (C13th) flighty Gothic
The Cow Tower, and no, I don’t know why it’s called that, was built to house cannon which were used during Kett’s Rebellion 1549.
A fiery chestnut trees stands sentinel while many other trees are already stripped of leaves in recent gales
The heath is much used by dogwalkers, not to mention youngsters on bikes; the paths vary between narrow and intriguing, and wide open swathes
In places beech trees predominate, in others, silver birch
Not snow. Frost!
Hope you enjoyed our wander through the woods of Mousehold Heath. More photos from this walk in Tuesday Treat (10th Dec)
It was no accident
To find ourselves
Washed up in the occident
For, truth, we followed the sun
Back to her evening home
23 words written for Sammiβs Weekend Writing Prompt: Occident
Another 12 photos of fungi, as seen on our walk around Mousehold Heath, Norwich, 22nd November 2024. Enjoy.
Hope you enjoyed. More next week.
For more photos of that walk see Sunday Picture Post (posting 8th Dec) and Tuesday Treat (posting 10th Dec)
Knocking on the old gnome’s home
Head pops out
Short and stout
Whiskers white
Nose is red
‘You want a bite?’
Holding out a slice
‘No, thank you
That’ll deliver me dead.’
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 anΒ 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
A few more photos of the colourful foliage from our walk on 11th November 2024. Enjoy…
Brambles and bracken, guaranteed early autumn colour. While non-native chestnut is always an ‘early turner’
Heather. I remember checking this out and it’s an import from Portugal!
When the clouds invade the day…
Another non-native tree, this red-leaved oak is native to North America. But below, the deciduous conifer larch is at home here
Holly in berry… because it’s coming up to that time of the year
Finally, the beautiful beech in full autumnal colours!
Hope you enjoyed