Keep ~ Goff James #writephoto

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Carved hills

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White Horse of Uffington

One of the most striking things you can see as you drive through the English countryside is the great white shape of a hill figure cut into the landscape. There are many to see, at least fifty known figures, ranging from the very recent to the ancient. Some are famous the world over, like the White Horse at Uffington that dates back the best part of 3,000 years. Others are less well known, even in England.

Marlborough White Horse

Marlborough White Horse

Thousands of people must daily drive past the Whiteleaf Cross and never notice it. A large triangular base surmounted these days by a cross, cut into the chalk of a wooded hillside. The earliest known reference to the figure dates back only to 1742, but it shares the hillside with a far earlier Iron Age hillfort and barrows. Was there once a more ancient figure, later Christianised for ‘decency’?

Cerne Abbas B (1)

Cerne Abbas Giant

Certainly, puritanical morality would have been offended by the Cerne Abbas Giant, whose erect phallus has been a symbol of fertility for centuries at least… the jury is out on his age and he is dated variously from 17thC to ancient history. The Giant stands some 180ft tall and has entered into the folk history of the area with a depth and scope that, to my mind, can only serve to confirm his antiquity, as does the name of the village, Cerne Abbas, named for Cernunnos, the Horned God.

Whipsnade Lion

Whipsnade Lion

There are still a good many I have not seen and there are many whose existence is now only half a memory in forgotten journals and research, or speculative, like the Gogmagog giants of T.C. Lethbridge. Most of the ones that remain are less than a few hundred years old. Some are very recent and include regimental badges and figures marking some major event or place… like the great lion of Whipsnade.

Cherhill White Horse

Cherhill White Horse

Yet others retain more than a little mystery. The great figures must be scoured every few years to keep them visible. Many are cut into the chalk itself, others have their outlines filled with compacted chalk. The grass encroaches and the figures fade unless they are maintained. Each scouring and recutting inevitably alters the original shape, either a little and by accident, or a lot and by design. It is known that several existing figures have been changed… records exist showing sketches or describing details no longer extant; modern archaeological investigation can find traces long hidden from view. So can a good dowser.

Uffington White Horse from Dragon Hill

Uffington White Horse from Dragon Hill

So it begs the question of how old some of these figures really are. There may be records dating back to, say, the 17thC that describe a monument… but just because the record doesn’t exist prior to that date, does it necessarily mean the figure was not there? Or was it just so much a part of the landscape that no-one thought to mention it? Beneath some of the centuries-old horses and figures, what lies forgotten? Is what we see today but a pale shadow of a former geoglyph that spoke of the dreams, lands and gods of our ancestors? And what lies hidden, lost now beneath our grassy hillsides, farmlands and timber plantations?

The top of Whiteleaf Cross in need of scouring

The top of Whiteleaf Cross in need of scouring

On our travels we have noticed a distinct feel to the landscapes in which the older figures are carved… a particular formation of hills and slopes where it feels as if there ‘should’ have been a figure. Very scientific, of course… going on instinct. Yet I remember we looked at one set of hills and earmarked it as a ‘should have’. Quite apart from the hillside itself, the ancient Ridgeway, Grim’s Dyke and the Icknield way converge on the spot… and researching this article, I found we were not the only ones to have thought so; the parish land records speak of fields named for such a figure, and a lane was named for it, though the figure is now lost to memory and description and no longer graces the hills. There is history beneath our every footstep, even though it can no longer be seen.

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Keep ~ Anita Dawes #writephoto

I am cast in stone

Chained beneath the castle walls

My soul yearning to be set free

The dark cross sentinels

Guard the three remaining towers

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Solitary #midnighthaiku

Alone and silent

Solitary sentinel

Seeks understanding

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The seventh concubine ~ Tallis Steelyard

Reblogged from Jim Webster, aka Tallis Steelyard:

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Tiddal, Lord of Muchness Tower, was one of the old Partannese nobility. He was born, luckily for himself, in the more civilised part of Partann where it is not merely possible, but expected, for a son to follow his father into the Lordship of a territory. Not only that but whilst his lands were far enough north to avoid the taint of being part of Uttermost Partann, they were far enough south to avoid too much influence from Port Naain.

Hence it was that many of the old customs prevailed. This, I feel, is neither a good not a bad thing. Still my opinion was never sought in the matter so I shall not judge. Still one custom that survived in the area was that of Levirate marriage. This is where the brother of a deceased man is obliged to marry his brother’s widow. Note that this is no formality, one of the intentions is that the widow will produce children who will be the heirs of her deceased husband.

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Darkness Before the Dawn ~ Bela Johnson

Reblogged from belas bright ideas:

Humbled by an ending
which is only the beginning,
I slowly row my boat toward shore,
but find there is no safe harbor,
no spit of earth on which to land,
so I gather up oars again; not time,
not yet;

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Keys of Heaven (10): A Final Resting Place ~ Steve Tanham

continued from Part 9

The village of Lastingham, of the southern edge of the North York Moors, was a fitting place to end our weekend – both for its mysterious wells and also on the basis that the crypt of St Mary’s Church marks the final resting place of St Cedd. Following the fateful Synod of Whitby in AD 664, Bishop Cedd returned to his beloved Lastingham, the place where he had founded his originally monastery; but tragically caught the plague and died, bequeathing the care of Lastingham to his brother, Bishop Chad – later St Chad. Chad became bishop of Lichfield shortly thereafter and had to manage his brother’s bequest from afar.

(Above: St Mary’s Church, Lastingham, in all its simple beauty…)

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The Prince’s Keep – #writephoto

First in this week…

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Cloaked in darkness, I stared out through the window of the ancient tower. The years had not been kind to this place; nor to me. The weather of time had eaten away at the stone and mortar of my soul, and the tower slowly crumbled in unison.

The window was small; small enough for a child to squeeze through. A brave and possibly stupid child who risked cracking their skull in a fifty-foot fall to find out why, on the nights of no moon, orange lights could be seen dancing within the rooms of the castle’s mirror image standing lonely upon Gallows Hill.

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Thursday photo prompt: Keep #writephoto

#writephotoWelcome to this week’s writephoto prompt.

You can find all last week’s entries in the weekly round-up, which was published earlier today.

Throughout the week, I will feature as many of the responses here on the Daily Echo as time and space allows, usually in the order in which they are submitted. Please be aware that I tend to schedule reblogs in advance and these spaces fill quickly so an early submission is more likely to be reblogged.

All posts will be featured in the weekly round-up on Thursday, 23rd January at 10am GMT, linking back to the original posts of contributors.

Use the image below as inspiration to create a post on your own blog… poetry, prose, humour… light or dark, whatever you choose, as long as it is fairly family-friendly.

Submit your link by noon (GMT)  Wednesday 22nd January.

Link back to this post with a pingback (Hugh has an excellent tutorial here)  and/or leave a link in the comments below, to be included in the round-up.

Use the #writephoto hashtag in your title so your posts can be found.

There is no word limit and no style requirements, except that your post must take inspiration from the image and/or the prompt word in the title of the post.

Feel free to use #writephoto logo or include the prompt photo in your post if you wish, or you may replace it with one of your own to illustrate your work.

By participating in the #writephoto challenge, please be aware that your post may be featured as a reblog on this blog and I will link to your post for the round-up each week.

Regular contributors are also welcome to come over as my guest and introduce themselves (click here for details).

Please note: As I do not share my political opinions on this blog, please do not use the challenge as a platform from which to share yours. Party political or racially offensive posts will not be reblogged.

This week’s prompt ~ Keep

(If you know where this was taken… please keep the location to yourselves until the prompt has ended so as not to seed preconceptions for other writers.)

For visually challenged writers, the image shows the ruined tower of a castle, seen through the cross-shaped window of another tower.

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Photo prompt round-up: Presence #writephoto

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Faded memories

Half glimpsed and half-remembered

Snapshots fixed in time

Heart and imagination

Colour them with presence

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The photo for this week’s prompt shows the Avenue at the great prehistoric complex of Avebury. It was taken several years ago on one of our landscape workshops… and we are looking forward to going back there in June this year for the Hidden Avebury workshop.

Avebury is unique…an entire sacred landscape, still sufficiently well preserved to give a magical glimpse into the human story of the past. And, when the wildflowers are in bloom, there are few places more beautiful to walk in the footsteps of our ancestors.

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Thank you to everyone who took part, visited or reblogged the posts or left comments for their authors.

A new prompt will be published later today. As always, I will reblog as many contributions as space and time allows as they come in… and all of them will be featured in the round-up next Thursday.

All the posts are listed below, so please click on the links below to read them and leave a comment for the author!

Pingbacks do not always come through… if you have written a post for this challenge and it does not appear in the round-up, please leave a link to your post in the comments and I will add it to the list.

An invitation to writephoto writers…

As there are usually too many contributions to reblog all of them every week, and so that we can get to know their writers, I would like to invite all writephoto writers to come and introduce themselves on the blog as my guest! Click here for details.

Come and join in!

Thank you to all Contributors!

Please click the links to read and comment on the author’s site.

Janette Bendle at What She Wrote Next

Rebecca Cutler at Beckie’s Mental Mess

Hugh Roberts at Hugh’s Views and News

Christine Bolton at Poetry for Healing

Colleen Chesebro at Word Craft

Dr. Lim Keng Huat at wonkywizard

Ken Gierke at rivrvlogr

The Indishe

Jen Goldie at Starlight and Moonbeams

Geoff Le Pard at TanGental

Sitharaam Jayakumar at Jai’s Jottings

Angela Terrell at Quiet Corner

Suzanne at Being in Nature

Ritu Bhathal at But I Smile Anyway

Honoré Dupuis at Of Glass and Paper

Michele Jones at Out of the Shadows

Michael at Morpeth Road

Phillip Knight Scott at Reverie in Reverse

Jim Adams at A Unique Title for Me

Neha at Forgotten Meadows

Willow Willers at willowdot21

Trent P. McDonald at Trent’s World

Cheryl at The Bag Lady

Na’ama Yehuda

Reena Saxena

Di at pensitivity101

Goff James at Art, Photography and Poetry

Iain Kelly

Caroline Scott at Western Angels

Craig Towsley at A Bunch of Dumb Words in a Row

Anita from Anita Dawes and Jaye Marie

Alethea Kehas at The Light Behind the Story

Sadje at Keep it Alive

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