#WRITEPHOTO – Well by NOPE, NOT PAM

What happens when you make a deal with the devil? Find out in this fun entry by NOPE, NOT PAM

When I accept the challenge, I knew there had to be a catch.  I mean it seemed simple enough, locate the well at the end of the garden.  Not any well of course, the well down the long twisting path, with the slate roof and in the gothic style.

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For visually challenged writersthe image shows a path amongst some foliage leading to a pyramid-shaped building.

Well – Image by KL Caley

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#WRITEPHOTO – Well by willowdot21

The latest adventure in willowdot21‘s Morgarna and Merlin’s mysteries’. A cliffhanger for sure!

The silence of the lab was shattered by a loud thud as Morgana landed on the floor a stream of angry expletives pouring from her deceivingly innocent-looking mouth!
“Who , what when?” A startled Merlin asked… looking around from the experiment he was conducting. Morgarna filled him in on her jump before last not bringing her home but into an alternative reality where all creatures spoke and humans didn’t and were definitely not in charge. Merlin was quite interested until she mentioned a swan named Geoff with very definite opinions on her habits. “No, Morgarna I’m not swallowing that you’re taking the Mick?”
“I’m not” Morgana replied “I was bloody there you weren’t “

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For visually challenged writersthe image shows a path amongst some foliage leading to a pyramid-shaped building.

Well – Image by KL Caley

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#WRITEPHOTO – Well by About the Jez of It

A beautiful story about the mourning process by About the Jez of It:

It had been years since Gai and I had visited the home of Loban and Arina, the couple that had taken us into their home when we had escaped. Between them, they had given Gai and I a chance to live and love away from the hate of antiquated ideas and old-fashioned dictates of what love should be.

Gai and I had moved to the city shortly after our marriage and eventually, Loban had joined us to live out his old age with his sons. Not only had he and Arina welcomed us into their home but made us part of their family. I have only vague memories of my own mother and to this day I value the parenting nurture Loban and Arina gave me, to me they were and are my mum and dad.

For the first time since Loban’s death, Gai and I have returned – finally ready to face the memories and discuss our own future. Opening the door, the years of dust were obvious, yet despite being empty for so long I felt like I had come home. I looked at Gai, and didn’t say anything, I didn’t have to I could see in his eyes he was feeling the same.

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For visually challenged writersthe image shows a path amongst some foliage leading to a pyramid-shaped building.

Well – Image by KL Caley

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#WRITEPHOTO – Well by TanGental

An intriguing entry by TanGental:

Detective Inspector Buttercup Boggles pulled on the blue plastic booties, ducked under the tape and walked along the stone path. A couple of uniformed police who had been chatting, fell silent and looked down. The male snorted and Buttercup glared at him. Why did they have to give her…?

‘Guv?’ Her Detective Sergeant, Garry Owen appeared from the deep foliage fiddling with his fly.

She titled her head. ‘You weren’t having a slash at a crime scene, sergeant?’

‘What? God no. I was…’

Buttercup waved him quite and turned back to the path, taking in the strange stone structure. ‘What’s this?’

‘Ah yes. Well, it’s really odd. Seems like it belongs to one of those long lost civilisations that only now powerful satellite technology is discovering all the time. In the Amazon, they found a complete…’

‘This is Wimbledon Common, Garry. You don’t get lost civilisations in outer London.’

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#WRITEPHOTO – Family by lifeafter50forwomen

A lovely story with a positive message by Sadje

Life is funny at times.

A tiff with your siblings or parent and you start thinking what a burden family is. And it is absolutely true that those who we love most have the greatest power to wound our hearts. But having said that, these same people do have the power to give us the best moments of our lives. Because joy comes through love!

Jessica was in a sullen and dark mood when she set out for her walk along the park track. She just had words with her mom. 

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#WRITEPHOTO – Family by Jemima Pett

An informative entry (and a place to add to your bucket lists) by Jemima Pett

Abbotsbury Swannery: 150 swan families each year

They are the only wild Mute Swans in England not owned by the Queen. I learned this fact many many moons ago, when I first visited the Chesil coast of Dorset, on a riding holiday in the 1960s. 

Chesil Beach is a deposited shingle beach that runs for 18 miles along the southern coast of England, from Portland to West Bay. Then it gives way to the Jurassic Coast from there to the Exe Estuary in Devon.

And behind Chesil Beach, the Fleet lagoon runs for 8 miles. At the western end is Abbotsbury.

The abbots of Abbotsbury were farming and using the land around the lagoon in the eleventh century. Raising swans for the table was not only good for their digestion, but for their existence, as the rich and famous of the time were partial to a roast swan every now and then. When Henry VIII dissolved the monasteries in 1539, he sold the abbot’s lands and everything on them, including the swans, to Sir Guy Strangways, an ancestor of the current owners, who continued with the swannery.

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#WRITEPHOTO – Family by RANDOM AND SUPERFICIAL THOUGHTS

An intriguing entry by

See tiny ripples spreading across
On the pond that till now
Was reflecting the sky
Is it the gentle, breeze that caused
Or falling leaves

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Family – Image by KL Caley

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#WRITEPHOTO – Family by jezfarmerblog

A captivating entry by jezfarmerblog and a beautiful ode to swan lake:

Anticipation revelling inside my
mind amid the chitter-chatter of waiting
and the echoes of Pyotr engaging dreams
has it been so long?
The curtain rises so the magic can be
alive on the stage in an age-old story
of love and jealousy’s deceptive coaxing
betraying the heart

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Family – Image by KL Caley

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#WRITEPHOTO – Family by garyawilsonstories

Suppressing your rage at a family gathering is not always an easy thing, even more so when there is access to a gun!

Like many years before, he determined to not let any of the pugnacious members bait him into an argument but after several years, certain members now considered him to be the challenge to crush and they sought him out and immediately found some point in his principals to press on until his blood pressure rose and an argument was started.

“Damn, but I hate arguing with them,” he said out loud to no one, then settled back – willing himself to push the resilient grudges from his mind.

At least, we’re here rather than any of the smaller homes, he thought. This annual reunion was at one his brother-in-law’s large estate and easily was the only good thing about this meeting. There was the quiet path down through a small undeveloped forest, across a quiet meadow to a small stream and trout pool.  Here, he could sit, decompress and let time pass without the pain of dealing with the idiot parade until it was late enough that he could collect his immediate family and leave.

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#WRITEPHOTO – Family by Inkdrops

A sweet message by Inkdrops

For each family group
a sense of togetherness is important
Mum and dad teaching the basics of life so
In time, when they
leave the nest, they’re well prepared to
yomp off on their own – not yet though – they need to find their feet.

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