I was walking through the panny in the tunnel under the road, it was a rite of passage. Girls didn’t usually go there, except me and Linda Wright. It was okay until we reached the bend under Heavitree bridge, then the darkness wrapped itself around us, like a coffin slamming shut.
There were rats of course, occasionally one would scuttle over our plimsoles. Even scarier were the eels, they slithered in noisy gangs with their ugly whiskers. We didn’t dare confess that the green stains on our clothes came from slipping on the algae covered pebbles. As I rose in the dark these memories came rushing back again.
Julia’s prompt for week 151 is . . . as I rose in the dark, and my piece isn’t fiction!
A trip to a garden centre will always give you a chance to see colourful flowers, and Otter Nurseries quite close to me, is a lovely one to visit. Outside, their displays are full of planting ideas for all seasons, with perennials, bulbs, trees and veggie plants on offer. I liked these.
Gentian, such lovely blue
Chrysanths flower prolifically
A grassy shelter
Yellow coneflowers/ echinacea
And inside the huge greenhouse, some exotics.
Young olive trees
New Guinea Impatiens
Much more affordable and able to withstand the English climate are these dear little Violas.
These are my favourite colours
But they are all lovely
If you have loads of money and space,
You could treat yourself to one of these, But I’ll have to just enjoy looking around! Do you have a favourite plant centre?
Michelle W says,
This week, we’d like to see an image that looks dreamy to you. A photo of a place you often visit in dreams. A snapshot of your dreamy boy- or girlfriend. A scene that looks a bit out-of-this world. Take us on a flight of fancy!
So I chose these photos, click for a larger view.
Do you have some dreamy photos? Check here to share them.
Sunshine and raindrops
glistening through my window
autumn has arrived
She held his hand. He was conscious, sitting up and dressed.
‘How do you feel today son?’ she asked.
The young man looked at his mother with empty eyes, with no sign of recognition, totally unresponsive. Every day for fourteen, she had driven the fifty miles alone, not knowing what she would find in the critical care unit, where he recovered from a massive overdose.
She held it together until she left that day, to meet her friend.
Later, it was the smile on her friend’s face, so caring, that broke her. Two weeks’ worth of tears fell at once.
It’s been ages since I’ve entered Julia’s 100 Word Challenge for Grown Ups, but this week with ‘the smile’ I just had to join in.
It’s also Julia’s 150th prompt, maybe some people have written 15000 words as a result! You can join in if you visit http://jfb57.wordpress.com/2014/09/29/100-word-challenge-for-grown-ups-week150/
Friday October 10th is World Mental Health Day, the focus this year is schizophrenia. To learn more visit http://www.mentalhealth.org.uk/our-work/world-mental-health-day/world-mental-health-day-2014/