Ho hum, don’t be glum
It might be cold
Yeah, it’s cold
But that sun is bold
Gonna keep me warm
This October morn
While I shop for groceries
29 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Groceries
Ho hum, don’t be glum
It might be cold
Yeah, it’s cold
But that sun is bold
Gonna keep me warm
This October morn
While I shop for groceries
29 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Groceries
Mikey and me
We went down to the dyke
To find us a boat
To put out to sea
But every boat there
So it would appear
Were intended only to ply the rivers
None were proper sea-fearing adventure-deliverers
And so with no sea to roam
Mikey and me
We sauntered home
Written for Pick-A-Pic Week 2
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 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
The seasons are changing, the riot of summer flowers gone, the rich harvest of berries and fungi now beginning. And of course, there are dragonflies within reach of the water. Enjoy…
Ivy, the great attractor of bees, though not when it’s wet. And field scabious (with bee)
White lilies on the village pond. And a butterfly clustered buddleia, both beautiful to see
Rowan/Mountain Ash brightens our hedgerows, as does the elder now in berry
Alas, these bryony berries haven’t been allowed to ripen. Not sure what’s happened to them but I rather like the muted colours
So delicate, this inkcap, I nearly stood on it. Below, a green-veined white butterfly settled long enough to focus and click
A male (above) and a female (below) common darter
That’s all for now. Hope you enjoyed the selection
The photos I post on a Sunday and Tuesday, and for the challenge, are as nature intended. At most I’ll tweak the contrast to counter what can be our grey English climate. But the following are, as the title says, beyond enhancement. Enjoy
The dates on the photos are those when the photo was taken
Hope you enjoyed. Let me know which one’s your favourite
When walking the camera, it’s my job to determine our route plus times of buses there and back. I’ve the horrors of missing a last bus, even though that might be as early as 4:00 pm. Thus, I must calculate how long we’ll take to walk the route.
Imagine our horror when, thinking we’d ample time to reach that distant bus stop, we arrived to see the bus pulling away.
We waved. We hollered. Success! The bus waited for us.
80 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Calculate
We were delayed in taking photos of these wonderful (poisonous) berries!
It’s Saturday 7th September 2024 and the weather’s not looking good. But fingers crossed it’s going to get sunny. A short bus-hop across the grazing marshes to the small town of Acle then into the Bure Valley. Please, join us…
The clouds behind Fishley church don’t look promising. But wait, what’s that? Blue sky peeping through? We cross the brassica field (rape seed/canola, probably) and beyond the harvested wheat field I glance back at the mist.
Too early yet for anyone to be taking their yachts out. Maybe they’re waiting to see if it’s to rain?
I love these little cockle-boats!
There are benches at the staithe where previous walks we’ve sat awhile but in this unsettled weather we’d rather keep walking, taking a path that skirts the grazing marsh
There are cattle in this field, but all of a huddle. So I focus on the distant windmill instead
Returning to Acle to catch the bus, it hasn’t rained, and it’s comfortably warm though with the humidity of a sauna!
Hope you enjoyed our walk. It’s not a long one, I’m having to keep the walks short because of the leg.
More next week
The day was a little too breezy to make of the water a perfect mirror, but it’s close. Therefore, I am claiming this photo for Mirrored, my eighth title of #2024picofthemonth, as set at Of Maria Antonia.
Who knows, I might manage to complete a line by New Year’s Eve 🤪
Three little fairies playing near the pond
One slipped in and then she was gone
Two little fairies playing near the pond
One slipped in then she was gone
One little fairy playing near the pond
Alighted on a lily pad and there she remained
New challenge, new name, but the rules are still the same.
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 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