One type of weather you can nearly always rely on in England is rain. This year has been particularly wet! It might be annoying, stopping me from getting outside to take photographs, but it’s what makes the gardens so green and the growth so lush, so I suppose I shouldn’t complain.
As I arrived home a few evenings ago, the rain (that had been pouring down all day) was just easing off. I immediately grabbed my camera (Canon EOS 1300D) and went into the garden to snap a few pictures.
As you can see from these first two pictures – taken over the back fence – the weather front was just passing over as the sun was setting. A few clouds trailed in its wake and whilst I was outside a few of them decided to deluge me with sudden, sharp rain showers.
I was quite fascinated by all the droplets hanging on various plants, flowers and fruits around the garden.
The dragonclaw willow, with its wonderfully curly leaves was a particular favourite of mine.
I then moved on to photograph the geraniums, camellia and rose bushes, all of which looked lovely bedecked in jewel-like droplets. I particularly liked the rose leaf, where the droplets appeared to glow pink.
The apple and pear trees were the next things to catch my attention.
A final view that I found particularly appealing was the droplets hanging on two spindly branches near the back fence, with the setting sun creating a pleasant background glow .
I hope you all liked the pictures – I’d love to know what you all think.
For the past couple of weeks I’ve been spotting a number of fascinating stories, all written in only six words. This week I thought I’d join in. The challenge is run by Ben at A Hopelessly Wandering Mind and each week he gives a theme for your six word story. As I’m joining in at week three I thought I’d put responses to all three prompts in one post. In the future it will be one prompt per post.
Week 1: Loss Darkness descends, smothering hope. She’s gone.
Week 2: Passion With inspirational enthusiasm life is consumed.
Week 3: Murder Bloody secrets long hidden; finally revealed.
If you’d like to read some of this week’s other entries , click the blue frog.
A sedate path idles where mighty engines once roared. The bridge stands lonely sentinel, holding memories of its glory days in unloved brick-work.
This post is for Cee’s Which Way Challenge. The photograph was taken in Newark on Trent (Nottinghamshire, UK) along the path of the old railway line. The railway itself closed in 1988 and since then has been turned into a path for walkers and cyclists. The bridge was built in the 1850s when the railway line was laid.
I hope you like it.
This post is for the Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers (FFfAW) Challenge, run by Priceless Joy. This week’s photo prompt was provided by Dawn M. Miller. Thank you Dawn! The challenge is that you write a story of 75-175 words inspired by the photo prompt below. I hope you like it.
Photo Prompt: © Dawn M Miller
What Lies Beyond
“For centuries we’ve lived in tyranny!” The voice had been bell-like, an awakening chime over the rally. “We’ve huddled behind city walls, believing their lies, for too long. Are we children to believe in monsters lurking in the wilderness?”
With the passionate words of the protest leader echoing through his mind, Marcus stared excitedly through the broken panel at the forbidden land beyond. The covered walkways that connected the city and outlying compounds had been growing increasingly dilapidated lately but he’d never expected to find a hole large to climb through.
“The ruling council wants to keep us living in fear but it is in the wilderness that we can find our freedom!”
Barely hesitating, he scrambled through and dropped to the ground below.
He didn’t see his attacker – merely felt the impact as it forced him to the ground. Sharp claws tore through flesh. Pain ricocheted, an agonised cry wrenching from his throat.
The smug face of the high-councillor swam into view. “Maybe they’ll believe in monsters now.”
His world faded to black.
Word Count: 175
This story was very hard to write in only 175 words! I’ve written and re-written it five or six times, not to mention edited this final version down from nearly 250 words. It was supposed to have been posted yesterday but, well – that didn’t happen. I hope you all like it. I also hope it makes sense…
Every Wednesday, all across the internet, bloggers post a photograph with no words to explain it. Here is mine.
This post is in response to both Monday’s Finish the Story and the Sunday Photo Fiction flash fiction challenges, run by and Alistair Forbes, respectively. Monday’s Finish the Story, run by Barbara W. Beacham gives a picture prompt and the first line and asks that you finish the story in 100-150 words. The given line is in italics. Alistair Forbes Sunday Photo Fiction challenge gives a photo prompt and asks that you complete the story in around 200 words.
2015-08-24 – Photo taken of an old photo in 2014 – Barbara W. Beacham
A Sister’s Love
The family had no idea that little Luigi would grow up to be anything special.
After all, how could he, with blood tainted by an unmarried, working-class mother? His arrogant relatives rarely missed an opportunity to remind him that they fed and clothed an orphaned by-blow out of charity alone. Even decades later the pain of their disregard stung.
Only Edith had supported him.
Luigi touched gnarled fingers to the faded face of his beloved half-sister, the picture drawing him to days nearly a century past.
“My success was all because of her,” he told the biographer scribbling notes.
Edith’s affection never wavered, despite her mother’s disdain. She’d dried his tears and encouraged his play among the cogs and wheels, uncaring of the smears of grease; she’d praised his strange contraptions. Later she’d used her own allowance to augment the pittance granted to him, allowing him to follow his dreams of intricate clockwork.
Without her he’d never have become one of the world’s greatest horologists.
An intricate wristwatch – © Alistair Forbes
Word Count: 150
To read other entries or to submit your own, click the little blue frogs.
Monday’s Finish the Story Sunday Photo Fiction
This post is for Cee’s Black and White Challenge. This week’s theme is flowers.
This post was going to go up last night. I had a photograph (the first dahlia shot above) all ready to go. Then I thought I’d have a wander around the garden and see if there was anything else that might work well in black and white. By the time I came back inside our internet had gone off! Unfortunately it’s still down and we have no idea when it’ll be back up. I’m currently sitting inside a local restaurant, using their free wifi to post this. The only good thing about not being able to post last night is that it gave me lots of time to go through my new photos and play around with them, converting to black and white, so I have far more pictures to share than I’d planned.
I hope you all like them.