Sparrow Fledglings

Sparrow Fledglings on Dragonclaw Willow

I know I’ve been rather absent from my blog over the last week or so, and I apologise to everyone who’s comments I haven’t replied to. Unfortunately I seem to have fallen down the rabbit hole! I’ve read seven books of a series in a little over a week. And I still have several books to go. This is why I try not to pick up a new book too often!

Today I spent a little while watching a group of sparrow fledglings in the garden, so I thought I’d share the pictures I took with you. They were very cute.

In case anyone is curious, the author of the books that have well and truly captured my attention is Shelley Adina. The books are steampunk adventures, centered around the Lady of Devices, Lady Claire Trevelyan. They’re daft, but very fun, and well worth a read.

I’ll leave you with my final sparrow fledgling picture, taken as the last of them flew away over the fence.

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Hopefully I’ll be properly back on my blog soon. I just have a few more books to read first…

Cee’s B&W Challenge: Store Front Signs

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The New Store

Edith’s footsteps halted as she caught sight of the shop front with its jumbled array of items. How strange, she thought. She’d strolled down this road with her beau just last Sunday and was sure that no such establishment had been in existence then. Nor had she heard that a new shop was opening – and such news was always fodder for gossip at WI meetings.

Frowning in puzzlement, Edith moved closer.

The place didn’t appear to have been open only a short time. Surely it took years to accumulate that amount of clutter? Outside the store baskets and boxes competed for place with stacks of plates and fancy tea sets. The shelves within were filled to the point of bursting with items that ranged from the everyday to the frankly bizarre. 

Edith’s gaze fell upon a familiar bundle. Her frown deepened. A blanket, haphazardly folded, filled one of the baskets, it’s fringe lolling indolently over the wicker rim. She brushed unsteady fingers over the soft wool before lifting the item free. She knew what pattern she’d see even before it unfurled.

After all, she’d only just finished knitting it last night.


This post is for Cee’s Black and White Challenge. This week’s theme is store front signs. 

Here are a couple of other pictures:

As I’ve mentioned to a few people I’m taking part in Camp Nano again this month so I won’t be on the blog quite as much as I usually am. The project I’m working on this time is my flash fiction collection – I‘m writing a few new stories as well as lengthening and editing a selection of the stories I’ve written over the last eighteen months.

If anyone remembers a flash they’d particularly like to see lengthened, please let me know. 🙂

I am hoping, though, to post at least a couple of times each week with photography challenge posts. Occasionally I may share something (or part of something) that I’ve written for Camp Nano – like today’s piece. One thing I won’t be doing unfortunately is taking part in any flash fiction challenges, though the images from them might be added to my story prompt folder. 

The story I’ve shared today is the beginning of a longer piece that I’m working on. I’m very curious to know what people think might be going on…

On the Wing

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 Air fills with movement

Fleeting insects buzz, dart, dance

A feast on the wing

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I had intended to share my monthly Changing Seasons post today but unfortunately I haven’t actually finished sorting through all of the photos I’ve taken. I’ve visited and photographed the meadow so many times over the past few weeks that I have an absolute mountain of them!

Luckily I have edited enough of the pictures of insects to share a few of them. These are all ones I won’t be using on The Changing Seasons post but that I like too much to just leave sitting, unseen, in a folder on my computer. I hope you like them.

I thought I’d leave you with a final picture – the photographing of which actually inspired the haiku but that wasn’t in focus enough to be placed at the top of the page. I didn’t want to leave it completely off, though.

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FFfAW: Imaginary Friends

This post is for Priceless Joy’s Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. This week’s prompt was provided by me.

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Photo prompt – © The Storyteller’s Abode

Imaginary Friends

“It’s just your eyes playing tricks on you,” everyone always told her. “None of it’s real.” Even her grandmother – who told the most wonderful stories – had always waved a dismissive hand and said, “Your imagination is running away with you again, my girl.”

She hadn’t believed them. Not as a laughing five-year old who watched fairies dance among the wildflowers. Not as a twelve-year old who’d befriended a scarecrow and had adventures with goblins. And not as a twenty-year old forced to sit on the shrink’s couch.

Her ability to see a world invisible to other eyes was no longer viewed as childish imagination – now the words ‘hallucination’ and ‘delusion’ were frequently whispered.

“No,” she told the psychiatrist. “I’ve not seen a thing in months.”

Tonight she’d wash another jar of pills down the sink – she knew her mind better then any doctor ever could. Tomorrow she’d visit with her friends.

Old Aubrey the scarecrow waved from his field as she walked down the long path home. Smiling, she waved back.

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In case anyone is curious, the photograph was taken in Cornwall in the little village of Lizard on the Lizard peninsula, the most southerly place on mainland Britain. There were several scarecrows around the village – the result, we discovered, of a recent scarecrow festival. Unfortunately I only managed to photograph three of them as I only spotted the rest from the car as we drove away. Here are the other two: