ahh cherry blossoms beautiful and lingering known as sakura
flowers are dainty while trees are magnificent both together is hope
but meanwhile something else is happening:
cherries are blushing bountiful and delicious how many can we eat?
these are so sweet more than delightful!
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Image credit: Redd Francisco@Unsplash
For the visually challenged reader, this image shows a lot of cherry trees in blossom. There is a body of water in front of the trees that is reflecting the image, upside down.
Ah yes, two different specs one for distance, and the other for close but in the middle neither is good especially using the computer bloody thing.
It’s definitely not the Goldilocks effect no, not clever at all but now I’m thinking about breakfast maybe some nice porridge instant, of course!
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The red-headed writer, aka the Raconteuse, was on a mission since she was going on a journey and soon, but in the meantime she needed to take several things and put them in her big bag.
She opened the door labelled ‘ENTRY’, and heard it click, as she went into the library, it was full of old books and maps; it seemed that no-one was around as she walked through the different aisles, she took things out and put them on a pile on a handy table, however, she couldn’t take too much, less quantity more quality, she reminded herself.
A librarian suddenly appeared, she was wearing a twin-set, classic and quaint, (a bit like Audrey Hepburn) and also wearing tiny glasses, called pince-nez, she could be pretty ancient but clearly intelligent, she started to speak, ‘any help required?’
‘Actually I’ve a couple of questions, if I may,’ said the Raconteuse, ‘you see, I’ve been looking at a particular map, and I think I should distrust it, although it might be useful in a different way… if you know what I mean?’
‘Well, I have been qualified in various ways,’ she looked around, and then said, ‘including secrets.’
‘Secrets?!’ said the Raconteuse, ‘ooh, very much for me, you see I’m a writer, and what could be better; but listen, it’s almost lunchtime, could you be free for maybe an hour, we are close to the river and also close to a lovely place, it’s called the Six-Sentence-Café-and-Bistro, will you come?’
she’s a pretty girl, isn’t she just like her dad too they walk along the beach just the two of them
it’s warm and mellow only a little breeze which wafts merrily over the sea
just waves and waves rolling back and forward ceaselessly
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Image credit: Mohamed Awwam @Unsplash
For the visually challenged reader, this image shows a man holding a baby up in the air. In the background we see the sun breaking through the clouds over the sea!
Written in response to Sadje‘s What Do YouSee #279 photo prompt.
He’s hardly moving, what’s going on in his mind? (anything?)
I’m getting closer, can I pet him?? ah – he’s purring!
That’s enough though. He climbs down, walking with purpose.
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Well, it is a crunch match between Paris Saint-Germain and Liverpool, and it’s all about football or soccer, depending on where you live; so let’s find out what’s happening just now.
It’s a huge venue in Paris (France), known as the Parc de Princes, it’s already full, and both teams are some of the best players in the world.
Meanwhile, there are various people we know in the crowd, they can sit together even though they support different teams (and also four of them of vampires): we have on the home team from PSG, it’s The Old One, Joan and Francis (with his full title, Cote de Saint-Germain); and on the away team from LFC, it’s Scatty (Scotland) and the red-head woman (originally from Liverpool).
But where are the two gargoyles? – oh, there they are… right up on the roof; good grief, they are commentators; there are watching the match while talking with their phones, and they are a completely neutral (that’s good), and also we could mention it’s very, very cold up there, so both of the gargoyles wound their scarfs more tightly.
Okay… commentary by the two gargoyles – let’s listen in
…. what a hash from Liverpool, but now it’s a GOAL!! from PSG, but no – disallowed…
…. HALF-TIME
…. oh no, that is far too harsh – another yellow card… need to be a bit careful … but now… GOAL!! and it’ll count from Liverpool.
We had a great time, didn’t we, especially since Liverpool won (again)!!
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p.s. – if you haven’t seen the vampires and gargoyles for some time, we hope you are not missing them too much.Ah, Paris…
She was slumbering, peacefully, for a long, long time. Will she open her eyes? Not yet. She was fine for the autumn, turning this way and that, making herself more comfortable. Then it turned to the wintery time. It was darker and colder, frigid and stark. She hunkered down, keeping herself warm, as she delved down. Slowly, slowly the winter passed, and suddenly… it was spring! She opened her eyes and looked out.
hey, little squirrel lovely to see you again here’s some nuts; enjoy!
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Squirrels take all sorts of things for their nests, including bits of newspaper and magazines. It kind of reminded me about this photo, so I used it for my prose/poem.
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Image credit: Стас Кадрулев @Unsplash
For the visually challenged reader, this image shows a woman, her head resting in an aperture of a rock. Her eyes are closed and she appears to be sleeping.
‘Hey, look at this place, it’s very posh.’ ‘I don’t think we have been here, have we?’ ‘Definitely not.’ ‘Still we can mosey around, since it’s the holidays.’
The two boys walked around one of the cul-de-sacs.
‘Oh, look at this. It’s a lovely large chameleon right next to the wall.’ ‘It’s not real.’ ‘No, but it’s very cute.’ ‘That wall is pretty tall, and it goes all around the house and the garden I suppose.’ ‘I bet it’s really nice.’ ‘Do you think we would be able to go inside?’ ‘Shall we find out?’
The two boys knocked on the door and rang the bell. And waited.
‘No answer.’ ‘Try again.’ ‘Okay. ‘
‘No reply.’ ‘Maybe we can climb up, and over?’ ‘Shall we try?’ ‘Hmm, don’t think so – bound to be court.’ ‘Yip, you’re right.’
They stared for a bit. ‘Did we try the handle on the door?’ They tried, both of them; but no luck. However, they saw something.
And if you look very closely, beneath the handle, you can see a tiny unicorn.🦄
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The red-headed writer, aka the Raconteuse, had written into the deep night, as the rain lashed around the top of her apartment, it seemed to be a perfect storm; she listened to the whistling wind for a while, and then she was back to writing again.
She’d slept for several hours, and when she woke up she was pretty pleased with what she’d written so far; she looked outside and smiled, the weather was so much better.
She put her coat on and hurried down the many steps; but half-way down she stopped and stared across to the end of the street, she was almost sure that she’d seen the Bartender, and a guy who she felt she knew as well, but now they had parted, going in different directions; she wondered what that was about, but why would she worry about that?
It was still very damp outside but the Raconteuse wasn’t bothered about that, she was looking for a new style, she was still happy with her hair, but maybe a smaller bag, a clutch perhaps, and a new dress – red, of course, she would be rather classy for a change, as she went into a little boutique not far from there.
She was back in her apartment, happy to have got what she wanted; she would spend some time with her laptop, but then it would be party-time.
She looked at her watch – time to go; she was going to the Six-Sentence-Café-&-Bistro, she might even dance.
it’s bleak no sign of life it’s stark and yet, the colours are magnificent
it glares white livid, and burning beneath and yet, it’s beautiful
huge dunes rise up is there anyone there? but there’s no-one so do we know whether the dunes move?
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Image credit: Felipe Labate @Unsplash
For the visually challenged reader, this image shows black/ brown trees growing in a desert valley and the brown sand dunes can be seen in the background.
