Sue Vincent's Daily Echo

Make or break ~ Kitty #writephoto

Posted on January 22, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Some days,

When I am,

Too particular of things to

Go my way,

I look for signs,

Of what future would hold for me,

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Listen to the Birds ~ Jeff Grant

Posted on January 22, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Reblogged from besonian:

I will remember the December just gone as having been mostly grey and grim. And wet. On many days, in the little park below my kitchen window, the leaden skies seemed to hang so low they could hardly have been above tree-top level. And in the rare, brief appearances of a watery sun, you could see your face and the bare branches of the trees reflected in the puddles that were everywhere in the sodden ground.

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Memories Locked in Stone ~ Colleen Chesebro #writephoto

Posted on January 22, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Memories Locked in Stone

From the shadows of the castle keep
I watch and wait for my ladylove
whose misty form inhabits
the aged walls remaining

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Keep~ Honoré Dupuis #writephoto

Posted on January 22, 2020 by Sue Vincent

It may surprise you, no doubt, but I am still here. Yes, in this old keep. It has been my home, all these centuries, since the fatal siege that killed most of my people. Well, most of them, not all. You see, below the keep is a long tunnel. Its access could be easily blocked. At the other end is the sea. We had plenty of provisions, all the weapons we could use, we survived for years. As you can see, from here I could look at the traitor, over there, in what was our tower. One clear morning, that was before we collapsed the entrance to our domain, I killed him, one careful shot from my longbow. Ha ha! That was a kick in the ants nest. They tried everything, water, fire, poison… It was too late for them.

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Union

Posted on January 22, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Photo: Willow Willers

Lines of life entwine

Intricate simplicity

Within and without

Light of the sun brings blessings

Hand and heart becoming one

For Colleen’s tanka challenge

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Keep ~ Dr Lim Keng Huat #writephoto

Posted on January 22, 2020 by Sue Vincent

crossed shaped window wall

silhouette of two faces

set opposed in keep

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Passion #midnighthaiku

Posted on January 22, 2020 by Sue Vincent

The journey begins

From promise to fulfilment

Ice and fire meet

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The saga of Auldwick with Cowperthwaite village hall. Part 1, Sheep will safely graze. ~ Jim Webster

Posted on January 21, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Reblogged from Jim Webster:

Part 1 The saga of Auldwick with Cowperthwaite village hall

It was always going to be one of those days. It started with somebody hammering on the kitchen door. I put my coffee mug down and went to see who it was.

Young Geordie from Lower Daleside Farm stood there looking a bit embarrassed. “Tup’s broken out and got into t’village hall. But I fixed it.”

I put my Wellingtons on and walked down to the village hall to see what had been done. The tup glared at me sullenly from the quad trailer parked on the gravel by the hall door.

“See, I got him back out.”

I tried the door. It was still locked. “So how did you manage Geordie?”

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And again, should we wash upon, Loch Awe shore… ~ Gavin MacGregor

Posted on January 21, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Reblogged from heritagelandscapecreativity:

Vicarious serendipities, perhaps, could have only ever occurred at this location?

It started with a couple of images from 1970. I would encounter them once every few years or so, but they haunted me over several decades. It may not seem like a significant rhythm, too irregular, unpredictable, to have any substance? But like a slow burning ember, which with the slightest breathe of air can briefly flash bright before returning to dormant slumber under ashy coat, the potential to fully ignite remained. Each time I saw the images, it was always like being reminded of something I had forgotten, but couldn’t remember what or why!

Many times before I had driven along the shore road, glimpses of tree covered islands, crannogs and unsettled water, no more than fleeting impressions. And then I found myself, on a hill side overlooking Loch Awe for several weeks. From here the stone husk of Kilchurn Castle provides a vivid reminder of the history of Scotland’s landscapes: a favourite picturesque centerpiece, providing seductive views for quintessential yearnings of Scottishness.

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