I wrote a while ago about a book I loved as a child. It was, in many ways, both an early horror story and a tale of hope. When I took this picture, it reminded me of that book, Down the Snow Stairs by Alice Corkran. Imagination followed memory into the strange lands of which she had written and I found something magical in the image.
For this week’s photo prompt, use the image to create a post on your own blog… poetry, prose, humour… by Wednesday 30th March and link back to this post with a pingback. The first few posts will feature on the blog during the week and all posts will be included in a round up on Thursday.
Feel free to use the photo in your post if you wish.
Have fun!
Sue Vincent's Daily Echo 
In the About Sue I love this “Owned by the Small Dog.” Welcome to the club Sue, albeit here they are large dogs. Not even gone 48 hours and already I miss them.
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Ani’s interpretation of her size is more of an emotional hook, I believe. She is small compared, say, to a great Dane… Setters are not exactly lap dogs, though she would disagree 😉
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It really is a very haunting photo, Sue. I can see how it stirred memory and imagination. Hugs.
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It took me right back, Teagan… I had to read the book again 🙂
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Beautiful and magical prompt, Sue. I’ll see if I can stir up the old imagination 🙂
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Thanks, Diana 🙂 That would be wonderful 🙂
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This is a gorgeous photo, Sue – it looks like Narnia 🙂 Right, will see if I can write something before the deadline this week!
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Ooh lovely, Helen 🙂 Thank you!
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You’re very welcome 🙂 And yet, I’ve started writing about it and it’s taken me down a very dark path – not sure what’s going on!
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My comment to the image in poetry:
Is it possible that, lost in thought,
I failed to note the steep incline of
the stairs after last night’s snowfall?
Or did I contemplate the meaning
of last night’s nightmare dream when
the ceiling light fixture fell on my head?
Oh, it was only a dream, right? Why
then did I scream and shout out
“help me” loudly to awaken both of us?
Reminding myself to be more careful
in the future, I finally got upright and
continued my morning jaunt in nature.
Loved the image very much.
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Wow what a beautifully haunting photo Sue. Been away for a few days so running a little late on entering but will hopefully get an entry by tomorrow 🙂
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Glad you like it, KL 🙂
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Very nice … an inspiration!
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It always looked worthy of a story that picture 🙂
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🙂 I agree!
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and here is my contribution: https://georgiaskoch.wordpress.com/2016/03/30/a-walk-in-snow-haibun-march-30-2016/
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🙂
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hi Sue 🙂 thanks for the prompt. Here’s a kyrielle from me ❤
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Thank you for joining in 🙂
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Thank you 🙂
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Wonderful writing and very inspiring, Sue 🙂
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🙂
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Sorry to have missed this one! I’ll try to keep an eye out for future prompts.
My first “real book” (i.e. novel) was one I read at the age of six: The Farthest Away Mountain by Lynne Reid Banks. A friend bought me a copy for a recent birthday, and I was hesitant to read it, afraid it wouldn’t seem as good to my adult mind, that it would alter the magical feeling of the images my child-mind held of it. However, much to the contrary, I enjoyed it just as much the second time!
Thanks for reviving the memory.
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C.S.Lewis wrote that ‘a children’s story that can only be enjoyed by children is not a good children’s story in the slightest.’ I’m inclined to agree with him…and still read children’s books. I’m still the same child inside 🙂
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