Lost amongst the lichens and the mosses
She opens her petals, the day to grace
We don’t know her name
But all the same
That little white flower’s more precious than finest lace
For Pic #3, Wk 3
Lost amongst the lichens and the mosses
She opens her petals, the day to grace
We don’t know her name
But all the same
That little white flower’s more precious than finest lace
For Pic #3, Wk 3
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
A miscellany of photos from our walk 21st September 2024 in the order they came off my camera. Can you match them to the photos in Sunday Picture Post? Regardless, enjoy…
Yellow toadflax, a reliable late flowerer
Flowers amidst the mosses and lichens
I do love to see these crimson blackberry leaves at this time of year. And those tiny fungi we nearly stand upon
Two colonisers of hedgerows and fences: Bittersweet and Honeysuckle
I know I’ve said it many many times, but I do love the alder tree with its succession of flowers, cones and fruits
Not many fungi arising yet, but the birch polypore is a ‘staple’
Where there is water…
In a dew-drenched meadow, self-heal seed heads and delicate grasses…and a spider’s web draped over the brambles
Hope you enjoyed. Second part next week!
21st September 2024 looked like it would be a good walking day so, hop on bus – and hop off again over the county border at Hopton. We’re to walk back to Great Yarmouth via the nature reserve at Lound Lakes. Please join us…
Lound Lakes were formed the same way as the Broads, as peat diggings that then flooded. The difference? These are in a river valley. So we see the sun cresting the rim
Wherever the soil is damp, there you’ll find the alder tree!
There is a constructed ‘dry’ path through this wet woodland at the tail-end of the watercourse otherwise this swamp would be impassable
I love looking back…
The early morning mist clings to the trees, reluctant to relinquish its clasp
A sun-scorched meadow… once the sun rises above the trees. First half of walk – the walkway that crosses the main lake.
We’ll leave our walk here and return to complete it next week.
Hope you enjoyed.
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!