Beyond the pool, beyond the garden, beyond the promenade and the sea wall, a fierce wind blows. But these fishes feel it not at all.
Clearly, this is C for Calm, my July choice for Maria’s Photo Challenge.
Beyond the pool, beyond the garden, beyond the promenade and the sea wall, a fierce wind blows. But these fishes feel it not at all.
Clearly, this is C for Calm, my July choice for Maria’s Photo Challenge.
See that fine black thread
Dangling from the tree
Dangling there and tempting me
Washing from my head everything that Mother said
Tempting me to maybe twitch, just an itch
Not pull, nor yank
It’s not that it’s wool wound into a hank
And if I give in to the itch
And if I twitch
Will it summon the witch?
Will she do her eight-legged crawl
To check who called
Tugging her gossamer thread
74 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Gossamer
Where are they taking her?
To a grand place, my father said, to a gated community.
But he never said the gate was locked and I’d never see my mother again.
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
A miscellany of (mostly) close-ups taken on our walk on 13th July 2026. Enjoy…
🔼 You don’t need me to tell you this is a face-full of sea-spray! Great for cooling you down 🔽 Hollyhocks, they’re everywhere in this resort, colouring gardens and colouring the cliffs! ⏬
🔽 Scarlet Pimpernel, tucked beneath a ??? fern
Pond flowers 🔼 Water Lilies 🔽
🔽Water Figwort. Toxic, upsets the belly, big-time, but not a killer
🔽 Yellow Loosestrife
Pond life 🔼 Moorhen. Usually so shy but I guess here it’s grown used to people 🔽 Not so coy Koi
The dune community…
🔼 Tree Lupin, which isn’t a tree, now in seed 🔽 Sea Pea peeking out from beneath a boat
🔼 An enormous growth of Sea Kale. Edible? Maybe if you cook it long enough 🔽 Yarrow’s not at all fussy, it’ll grow anywhere
🔼 Hare’s Foot Clover getting friendly with Lady’s Bedstraw 🔽 Sea Holly. Isn’t it beautiful ⏬
And that, my friends, is all for now. Hope you enjoyed.
Next week, due to medical appointments and such, we’re taking a step back in time, into the depths of my archives, to photos you’ve not seen before
13th July 2026 and the forecast tells us there’s to be a noticeable drop in temperature! While that’s much appreciated during this heatwave, it comes at a price. High winds and a uniform-grey sky. Since we’ve already decided on a walk by the sea, that being the coolest place, we keep to that. An early bus will take us south, to the next resort. Lowestoft. From there we’ll walk to Pakefield, another resort. So fill those water-bottles and let’s go…
🔼 High winds and high tide combine to throw the incoming waves against the sea wall! So we have to stop to take photos of that. Then it’s onwards to Pakefield along a prom that’s mostly deserted except for a few early morning runners 🔽 There are dunes at Pakefield, which keeps the sea at bay
On previous visits we’ve walked the prom from one resort to the other, where I’ve taken photos of the boats, which I love, then turned around and walked the way back. This time I’m determined to do it different 🔼 We leave the prom via a steep path up the cliff 🔽 where we find Kensington Garden. We have to explore
Kensington Garden is host to ⏫ a Fernery 🔼 a Reading Corner with cupboards for donated books and magazines 🔽 a Fairy Tree ⏬ and a delightful, natural-looking pond
We tarry awhile in the garden, and pop into the adjacent cafe for a cup of raspberry & strawberry tea. Then back to the cliff 🔼 The grass is parched 🔽 Steps offer an easier descent than the path we’d taken up. But we ignore them
🔼 Colourful beach huts line the prom as it sweeps round to enclose the bay. But we’re not ready to go there yet 🔽 Many times I’ve photographed this wall and door from a distance. Today I get in close and personal
🔼 Finally, we’re down on the dunes where my camera happily eats up the boats. Unlike those at the other fishing resorts, many of these are no longer sea-worthy 🔽 ⏬ And those that are, are thoroughly wrapped and secured against storm and tide
That’s all for now. Hope you enjoyed.
Don’t forget Tuesday Treats, though sorry, no Friday Flyers this week.
Humidity swamps
Tempers fray
Horns blast
Renting the day
That voice at the back of my head
Sits upon my shoulder instead
Calm it, Lady, it says
Kick off now, crash and kill
Eternity to experience the fires of hell
40 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Eternity
All those wonderful butterflies, and the dragons and damsels, we saw on our walk on 4th July 2026. Enjoy. Oh what a lot we’ve got!
🔼 Speckled Wood
🔼 Gatekeeper 🔽
🔼 Red Admiral 🔽
🔼 Large Skipper 🔽 Small Skipper
🔼 Small Whites 🔽
🔽 My first ever sighting and photo of a Purple Hairstreak
🔼 Ringlet 🔽 Comma
🔽 Painted Lady
🔼 Peacocks 🔽
That’s the butterflies. Now for the damsels and dragons
Dragonflies 🔼 Southern Hawker 🔽 female Ruddy Darter
🔼 Four-spotted Chaser. New sighting so I went a bit crazy taking photos 🔽⏬
Damselflies… Azure. Loads of these, though some might have been Coom Blues
That’s all. A really good haul. Don’t expect that every week. But we hope to visit this walk again in late summer when there should be more dragonflies, and maybe we’ll actually make it out to Tunstall Mills
I was asleep when you crept in
You woke me, body, heart and soul
Awakened, aroused, enlivened
You whetted appetites from long ago
Appetites I didn’t want
This couldn’t be, this was fantasy
You scared me, go away and let me be.
But you with your constancy
Your serenity, sincerity
You opened a tight-furled bud within me
Showed me the truth of you, of me
And set the petals trembling
When you set before me
Around me, within me
This precious gift
Of love
This sedative for the soul
Zoom-Zoom, the train speeds by
with a clickety-clack and a rattle
Zoom-Zoom, a life speeds by
with many a tear and a battle
But why do you cry when we’re born to die
And it’s useless to cling to the track cos there’s no turning back