It is Thursday afternoon and time for KL’s photo prompt. As KL says it’s June, the weather has decided to be kind and we are slowly coming out of lockdown. Many people are thinking of Summer holidays and the beach.
So, what does the beach mean to you, your characters or your childhood memories?
For visually challenged writers, the image shows 2 large pairs of wellies and a child pair of wellies on a sandy beach.
At the Beach – Image by KL Caley.
Mummy, Dad and me In our wellies on the sand Windy but we are grand Happy times for us to play I’ll remember all my days.
Mum and Dad took us all to the beach every year.There were six of us, and it was always special. Dad used to roll his trousers up and take us in the sea . We used to play games, eat cockles and skim stones .
We have sat on beaches with the children and been frozen! We have sat on beaches and fried. We have travelled abroad and at home but of all the beaches we have visited it the ones with the children that have been the best.
Rain or cold never worried us we had kagools and wellies! Today I have lots of memories to look back on. Freezing at Bournemouth while the boys played happily in the sand followed by hot chocolate. Getting burned in Zanté with the lads, older splashing out in the sea cold beers all round later.
Climbing the rocks and fishing in the rock pool what delights we would find. Then there is the Dorset coast where we could find lots of fossils and make up all sorts of stories about the animals that where now dead and trapped in the rocks.
Best of all was skimming stones, we all loved doing this and whiled away many an hour at the beach. Now I see our grandchildren doing the same . Happy Days.
Its Saturday and time for LindaGHill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday. Today Linda said : “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “above/below.” Use one, use both, use ’em however they inspire you. Bonus points if you use them both. Enjoy!”
You may, if you wish, make some kind of link between the Haiku Challenge prompt of (CHILD and Grow). and this Décima Challenge of CONTRAST in the A rhyme line. This means you could write a haiku post using the prompt words. Then do a Décima post using this week’s prompt uniting the two with a common message.
2 CHALLENGES are SEPARATE but CAN BE combined if YOU CHOOSE to do so.
Image from Pixabay
You, now to then such contrast You’ve become more than I guessed. So grown up I am impressed. I nurtured you in the past We cope whatever shadows cast. So whatever you may do I will always defend you You’re my child, I’ll watch you grow. Blood of my blood I love you so. No more to say the dye’s cast.
It’s Thursday, and we’re back to our regular daily prompts, this one for the 23rd day of Just Jot it January 2020. Janet gave us our prompt word for today. Thanks so much, Janet! Please be sure to visit her blog to read her post and say hello. And follow her while you’re there!.
Your prompt for JusJoJan January 23rd, 2020, is “drive.” Use the word “drive” any way you’d like. Have fun!
Today is the sixteenth day of Advent, leading up to Christmas. I would like to re-run my take on the Nativity story. I first wrote this in 2011, in the style of prosetry
“I have an idea” said Balthazar “I think we should wear our national robes to show honour to a new king I have mine with me do you two need to go shopping”. The other two men smiled and produced the robes they’d brought, they had all had but one thought.
The shepherds on the way down from the pastures to the town discussed whether the sheep would be a good idea for the parent’s of the new king to keep. We must take them though our intentions we need to show. Sitting quietly in the back was Josh a nephew who was out with the shepherds the night the angels came. He will never forget the light, the voices or the beauty, he will never be the same again. Scouring his mind Josh wanted to find a gift but he had none, then in his pocket something slipped into his hand he did not know at first but his search was done. A friendship bracelet his friend had given him, as he had left to go and fight a war. This bracelet had protected him and now it would carry the protection over to the new king
Sitting back and feeling good he was happy to pass his good luck on to the new child who was to be the One. Easier now in his head he relaxed and closed his eyes and relived last night. The angel and how was lit the countryside. He felt angel wings touch his face and felt his soul fill with grace.
All morning in the heat of the car “how much longer, are we there yet” Finally there. The heat had the beach rammed packed. They piled out the car, windbreak,bucket,spades, packed lunches, kids. Caught like sardines on overcrowded beach. “How long do we have to stay” she thought.
This part of LindaGHill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday Linda said : ” Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “novel.” Use it any way you’d like. Enjoy!”
Sitting in the kitchen she finally decided to try something novel and new. A different approach maybe it would work. Walking to the bottom of the stairs she cleared her throat and called out in a calm and pleasant voice.” It is seven o’clock I shall be leaving here at seven thirty. Breakfast is ready.”
She returned to the kitchen finished her crumpet and coffee…. it tasted really good maybe because she was not getting up every five minutes to to shout to her children.
Stacking the dishwasher she looked at the clock, ten minutes until she needed to leave. This was a novel feeling , no stress no stomachache. At seven thirty precisely she picked up her car keys and handbag and left the house.
On the drive to work she relished the novel feeling of silence and peace. She arrived at work on time and relaxed. At nine thirty her mobile rang she turned it on to silent and ignored it. That was novel too but it would only be the children wanting this or that!
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As soon as she had closed the front door after a five minute stunned silence all hell broke loose . There were four dazed teenagers fighting for the bathroom, frantically searching for clothes. Mum had only called them once and she had left on time.
Quiet a novel feeling for them too. They all had to fend for themselves and they were all shocked and stunned!
Well Mum did this five days on the trot, she looked better and felt better.
A Novel side effect the children got up on time everyday , tidied their rooms and sorted their laundry!
Meanwhile in the REAL WORLD nothing changed…I said real world , not a novel!
The talented Helen Espinosa of This life one word at a time said : I’ve decided that the theme for this week is all about love. You know that whole saying, “They’re playing our song…”? Well this week, we are posting songs that make us think of those we love. It doesn’t have to be a lover, husband or boyfriend. It can be a best friend, or a sibling or a child. Just post a song that makes you think of someone you love.
