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sweet scents of childhood
in green lanes
Ronovan in the weekly Haiku Challenge. This week’s prompts: SWEET and SCENT
The photo is of Master R, taken in summer 2016 at Kingston Lacy, one of our favourite places for a day out.
Week 14 of our One-a-Week Photo Challenge: POND
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Back in the darker January days when frost dusted everything with magic, Miss E and I went walking with our cameras. Miss E was given a camera for Christmas and she was keen to get some frosty shots. We went to Thorncombe Woods and headed for the pond.
chagrin felt at school
healed with home education,
love, joy and freedom
Joining in with Ronovan’s weekly Haiku Challenge, prompt words:
CHAGRIN and JOY
Do you recognise the bobble hat? – I made one for each grandchild last year, but trying to get a decent photo of all of them was like herding cats
I’ll be away from the computer for a couple of weeks. Cathy will be holding the Photo fort over at Nanacathy, leave a link on her One-a-Week Photo Challenge posts and I will include them in the April Round-Up. Thank you Cathy and as Cathy says:
a light breeze blowing
primroses growing by trees
busy buzzing bees
Combining our One-A-Week Photo Challenge: HISTORICAL,
Ronovan’s Haiku prompts: BREEZE and BLOW
Cee’s Which Way Challenge
My sister, Bentley and I went for a really good long walk at Badbury Rings last week, an Iron Age Hill Fort, near Wimborne in Dorset. Another walk towards my 17 for 2017 target.
I am always trying to catch Bentley unawares as, like most dogs, he doesn’t like having his photo taken
We walked round the ramparts, across the top and then round the back of the Rings
Spotting plenty of ‘Which Way’ scenes to photograph
Breeze, blow, Bentley with branch, Badbury, bees, boat and barn (and later on, back for blanket, a brew and banana cake)
This willow was a-buzzzzzzzzzzzzzin with bees, both honey and bumble. We tried for ages to get some good photos, but failed, imagine a loud and constant hum accompanied by birdsong from the woods beyond.
The boat had seen better days and was probably home to many little creatures
The barn, festooned with ivy,
another wildlife haven.
Then back home for delicious cake made for us by my lovely niece
who was very happy to receive her Dorset Hedgerow Blanket
She is at Uni studying to be a vet in Glasgow, so it will be nice to have something from home to snuggle under in the evenings, even though it is now officially Spring.
Happy Spring Equinox one and all!
Cathy and I would love you to join us in our One-A-Week Photo Challenge, just leave a link in the comments to your Historical Photos, current or archive all are welcome.
For up and coming subjects go to the Photo Challenge Page.
caught my eye
in the fading light
Our ‘One-a-Week’ Photo Challenge Prompt this week is FENCE
Ronovan’s Haiku Prompts are EYE and FADE
The mitten on the post must have been there a while as it was green with algae. Since starting to do beach cleans, I see all litter and dropped items in a new light. They are all potential art materials with a human back story. It did feel slightly weird taking it from it’s post, but I am pretty certain it’s owner is not likely to return for it. It will go with other found clothing I have and see what art work it might inspire.
The top of the fence post is a little world of its own
The photos were taken on a walk from Nine Wells towards Solva (Pembrokeshire) along the coastal path.
I was walking from the treehouse as the sun was going down.
There was no wind and I stood to watch the sunset before returning
to the cosiness of my nest in the trees.
What fences have you found this week? Leave a link in the comments below, we’d love to see them.
footpath flows along
hard to tear myself away
from this special place
This is my entry for our ‘One-a-Week’ Photo Challenge: GATE
Ronovan’s Weekly Haiku Challenge: FLOW and TEAR
Cee’s Which Way Challenge
The 10 minute walk down the valley from the treehouse that I was staying in, leads to the Pembrokeshire Coastal Path, which you can see making its way towards Solva, going right past that Iron Age Hill Fort. The gate is to keep the grazing ponies in, this side of the gate.
More tales from the Treehouse:
To get to the public footpath from the Treehouse one needs to wiggle down through Elizabeth’s garden. The footpath runs from the National Trust car park near the road, straight down to the sea.
The treehouse can be seen from the path. More agile walkers have obviously chosen a quicker route by sliding down the bank.
Soon one enters the ancient unmanaged little piece of woodland
with the music of the stream beside you turning the walk into a dance
until you get to the ‘bridge’, which is tempting to cross, to follow in the fairies’ footsteps.
Hear the sound of the stream in this post……
Creatures pop out to say hello
and there are artful lichen arrangements on nearly every branch.
After passing the serenity of the old Millpond
you pass through a gate
and catch your first sight of the sea
Each time I walked that path, I stopped here and just noticed the change of atmosphere from an enclosed cosy woodland walk to this …….. the promise of that feeling of opening up, of expansion, that the next few steps will bring …… the moment of transition, I find there is power in that moment.
And then …. ooof!
Breathe deep, what a view.
The GATE in the very first photo lies just to the left, around the curve of the hill.
People used to live in this valley, you can still see the ruins of an old mill, and then further back in time, our ancestors, maybe even my ancestors, lived on the hill fort – what a place to live.
I had the valley more or less to myself for a whole month! what a feeling! I woke each morning with a smile on my face, not quite able to believe I had given myself this wonderful treat.
Next week’s Photo Prompt is
I’m really looking forward to your ‘GATE’ photos, please leave a link in the comments.
My friend and I walked from Bere Regis car park, through woods,
up to and along Black Hill
past sun-shiny gorse bushes with dense spiders’ nests
down into deep dark sunken lanes
and leafy paths thick with leaf mould underfoot and dappled light ahead
through the village of Shitterton.
(Joining in with Cee’s Which Way Challenge)
The footpath goes between those two cottages.
and into the Drax Arms for my birthday treat, a scrummy Sunday Roast – Thank you lovely walking friend! ❤ (my birthday is on Friday, 11th)
Rounding off the excursion with the obligatory visit to the church, which is huge and full of amazing wooden carvings and this rather sweet sign by a gravestone
A boy named Joy! How delightful.
….. time to light the fire.
Wishing you all a snug evening. ❤