Creeping out of the trees
what do you see,
a Dinosaur I hear you say
Well, how can that be?
I can’t wait to read your entries with this one, I think it could prove a challenge!
For visually challenged writers,the image shows a red metal dinosaur in amongst the trees, beside a clearing.
Gramps had the perfect spot in mind for today’s excursion. Taking all five of the little ones, he drove them to the new park.
The kids were very very excited as they helped gramps carry the picnic basket and the blanket to a space near the trees. Johnny and Lisa were the adventurous ones and they ran away to explore the park. Soon they were heard shouting and calling to Gramps to come quickly.
He strode over at a leisurely pace. The rest of the kids followed him. There they saw it, the red dinosaur. With squeals of pleasure, the kids tried to climb the pole-like limbs of the metal structure.
Gramps seated himself beneath a shady tree and enjoyed their antics.
On the way back, in the evening, he had to promise to bring them back here next Sunday as well.
Sticking with the springtime photos. I captured this little guy along with his mother in a pen alongside some very expecting mothers. Is spring an inspiring time for you? I hope so, I can’t wait to read your entries.
For visually challenged writers,the image shows a group of mother sheep about to give birth, with one newly arrived lamb visible.
One little lamb already here, how many left to go?
Too many moms-to-be waiting for the joyful event
The farmer and his wife tired with black circles around their eyes
Spring is a time for joy and new birth
But bringingnewborns into the world is no easy task
Everyone will be rejoicing when all the lambs are present and accounted for!
In celebration of this weekend’s forthcoming Easter Celebrations, I’ve dug out this gem. It almost had a bit of the Cheshire cat feeling to it, disappearing into the hedgerow. Hopefully, you’ll have a bit of fun with it. Enjoy!
For visually challenged writers,the image shows a pair of comical glasses shaped like a rabbit’s ears and whiskers, the glasses are in a hedgerow
“I just saw it hop behindthe bushes”
“But I can’t see it anywhere”, Beth moaned.
“MommyAndy ismessing with me again”, she yelled
“Look Beth I am telling the truth, just look behind that hedge you’ll find it”.
Beth slowly crept behind the bushes and gave a loud shriek of joy.
“I found it ….. I found it!!!”
She came out from behind the hedgerow, carrying a funky pair of glasses shaped like a rabbit’s ears and an armful of chocolate Easter eggs that her mom had hidden there.
This week’s prompt photo has a really fun feel to it. I can already envisage so many creative responses. It’s certainly had my mind whirling with ideas. Enjoy!
For visually challenged writers,the image shows a white table in a woodland with 9 chairs. The bottom of the table is the largest chair, each chair gradually gets smaller and smaller until you get to a tiny child’s chair at the top/head of the table.
The place at this table is by invitation only
We can seat only the very clever, the extra talented
And what’s the deal with the different sized chairs?
Oh that’s simple, people are ranked according to their abilities
Most able sits in the biggest chair the least in the smallest
This arrangement reeks of arrogance and imperiousness
Precisely, you have grasped the heart of the matter
We proclaim our lofty ideals openly for all to see
Then I must decline a seat at your table, without regret
As I believe in giving equal opportunity and equal respect
Casey had a lot of imagination. And when she would pass by this strange looking door in the stone wall, she would weave a new story in her mind about it.
The wall surrounded an old building on the way to her school. And her stories ranged from fantastic fairytales to improbable sci-fi adventures. She always watched it closely but it was always shut. No one entered or left through this door.
She grew older and left her hometown to attend college in a bigger city. She had almost forgotten about the door but when she came home on vacation one summer she passed the wall and saw the door wide open.
Too tempted to resist, she slowly walked to it and peeked in. What she saw there was beyond anything she could have ever imagined.
I am reposting my WritePhoto post. It’s an amazing prompt from Sue.
Welcome to this week’s writephoto prompt.
Use the image below as inspiration to create a post on your own blog… poetry, prose, humour… light or dark, whatever you choose.
For visually challenged writers, theimage shows green trees that ring a still pool. The sun shines brightly through the branches, casting a perfect reflection…and on the surface of the water, rainbows dance.
For visually challenged writers, the image shows a sheer drop from old stone… a bridge, perhaps, or the battlements of a castle… there is no way to tell… Below is deep, dark water, swirling, fringed by autumnal trees…
Step back from the edge
It’s not safe to go near
The drop is deeper than what you imagine
More dangerous than what you perceive
But how will I know what lies ahead
If I stop myself from taking a risk every time
How will I experience life if I just skim the surface
And never delve into the deeper meaning of life
Go ahead then, but proceed with due care
Indulge in adventure but with prudence
Living with reckless abandon may be exciting for a while