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No one had ever said of Klukelunnen that he was wise. Adventuresome, aye, and brave; some might say to the point of stupidity for he never could turn his back on a challenge. Not ever. Aye, and that was the folly that had brought him to here, to what at first he’d thought was the jawmen’s fabled Land of Giants. But now, in horror, he realised this was the mythical world of Man and his Kind.
76 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Adventure
When as a newlywed I first moved to this village my retirement dream was to have a cottage set into the woods. I would have all the latest electronic gadgetry to create spooky effects – gates that creaked open when someone passed by; random gusts of wind that rattled the leaves; a blood-curdling cackle emitted from the chimney. My desire was to give the local kids a scare, a gentle way of saying stay away.
But there is truth in the advice to take care what you wish.
All unexpected, my great-aunt bequeathed me the perfect cottage. But I don’t need electronic gadgetry to make it seem haunted.
For it is.
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A few of the delights seen on our walk 23rd February 2024. Enjoy…
23rd February 2024
Violets, primroses and snowdrops, harbingers of spring
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And let’s not forget the charming heliotrope
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Pussy willow…
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Black Poplar catkins, not quite out yet
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So many early flowering hedgerow shrubs with white flowers; which one is this? And this?
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And now for the fungi. A wet winter, an even wetter spring, produces lots of fungi!
23rd February 2024
Turkey tail tremetes; and wood warts [?]
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Love little troopers…too many potentials to identify this species
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Wood jellies… loads and loads of wood jellies
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And this one in black…
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What a veritable fungi feast we’ve had this winter!
But that’s all for now. I wonder what I have for you next week?
What a wet winter we’ve had! The land hasn’t time to soak up one drenching before the next one arrives. But, always resolute adventurers, 23rd February 2024 we hop the bus to Acle and take a chance. We’re walking to Burlingham Woods, mostly on footpaths and farm tracks. Come join us…
23rd February 2024
Is this the worst it’s going to get? No. So is this the worst?
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That took some skirting around, half way across the farmer’s field to navigate, all the time sinking and squelching in slippery mud
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But at least the sun is emerging!
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Ah, dryness!
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Um, where’s the path?
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So pleased to be back on solid ground!
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And it truly is a wonderful spring day!
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Burlingham Woods and snowdrops glisten from the overnight rain
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And here’s another path we cannot pass! And one that we can…
23rd February 2024
We stop here to eat our lunch, then it’s time to reverse the route. Oh, how I’m looking forward to those floods!
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And the sun shone brightly all the way home
Hope you enjoyed. Check out the pretty flowers in Tuesday’s post…
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It was her dream, her ambition, her greatest desire
It’s what had set her body on fire
And how that fire consumed her flesh
Though never from monstrous form, a sylph did wrest
That wasn’t how the Mothers granted her wish
Instead, a conflagration was their answer
Now she never would be a famous dancer
Not in ballet, jazz nor tap
Dead, her lifeforce zapped.
65 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Tap
Mary at the garden gate
Wondering why her love is late
She is dead but he is not
Two bullets bought, one not shot
Every Wednesday I post a photo (this week it’s that one above.)
You respond with something CREATIVE
Here are some suggestions:
You have plenty of scope and only two criteria:
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
Photos from our walk on 17th February 2024. Enjoy…
17th February 2024
Hazel catkins and a flowering Ribes (a garden escapee, it has to be!)
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Blackthorn aka Quick Thorn
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Snowdrops, they’re everywhere…
17th February 2024
And magical Celandines. I love these! But they only show their colour when the sun shines…
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17th February 2024
The Scarlet Elf Cup has spread far from the solitary patch of previous years… it’s now into the woods as well
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And the best pic of it…
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Wood jellies are also everywhere…
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And lastly, an irresistible shot..
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Hope you enjoyed.
Pull out your wellies for next week’s walk. It was very very very muddy! See you then
17th February 2024, after lots and lots of rain, we hopped a bus into Norwich and walked out along Marriott’s Way, ultimately to Costessey, which isn’t that far away. In last week’s post we stopped as we reached the city bounds. Put on your hikers, we’re off again…
17th February 2024
From here, for a while, Marriott’s Way has been tarmacked
17th February 2024
Alders and hazels dangle their catkins…
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And a hyper-active honeysuckle ramps over everything…
17th February 2024
As with the river Wensum, the little Tud has broken its banks…
17th February 2024
We leave Marriott’s Way to walk through a recreation ground which once was quarried for aggregates for road-building…
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All is flooded…
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The Tud flows through a very old bridge… no traffic allowed
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Heading now into the village…
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Through arable farmland…
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In the distance the flooded water-meadows of the Wensum…
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And here in the woods we sit awhile amongst the snowdrops and daffodils and listen to a woodpecker peck
Hope you’ve enjoyed. More photos of this walk on Tuesday
