Monday Mobile Week 12: A Touch of the Sun

Well… it’s really week one for me, because I haven’t joined in with this before. But my last  Silent Sunday picture was actually inspired by this passing shot a few days before:

OK, so DSLR quality it isn’t. But the picture was captured in a few seconds. The ‘best’ camera is always the one you have with you. I didn’t actually realise at the time how much atmosphere this shot would convey.

If you haven’t already, have a look at the other contributions to this meme, here. (The list is at the end of the post, after those lovely pumpkin pictures.)

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The Season Ahead: A Mixture of Prospects

This post has been prompted by the ‘100 Word Challenge’ here, where you will also find a list of links to other responses. The brief is simply to write 104 words, including the phrase shown in bold below.

Another year is hurtling towards its end; and winter will bring all kinds of things to all kinds of people. To the more affluent, it will provide the opportunity to dress up in the season’s latest fashions, to give lavish Christmas presents to their families and each other, and to defy the climate with merry-making; wardrobes and drinks cabinets alike will be replete. But for many others, the picture may be very different; Winter can be a time of worry and hardship. As the ‘season of goodwill’ draws close, let’s remember those who will repay us in the beautiful currency of love and smiles…

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How Time Flies!

This post is written in response to the ‘100 Word Challenge’ prompt here. All the other responses are listed there, too, as viewing links. Once again, the phrase that had to be included is in bold. 

Right now, I find myself thinking, “Surely it can’t be that time of year already? Whatever happened to summer?” Well, summer, such as it was, has been and gone. Frost has already made its presence felt. But there are compensations. The spectrum of colours in the trees ‘on the turn’ this year seems to be particularly spectacular – green still holding on to the last, contrasted with deep golds and russets.

Perhaps the real pleasure is to be found in enjoying each season for what it is. Ecuador is said to have the climate of a continual English Spring. Maybe I’d even get bored of that!

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Machu Picchu, I’m Coming…

This (entirely fictional!) post, a narrative of the first stages of a tour to ‘The Lost City of the Incas’ is written in response to the ‘100 Word Challenge’ prompt here – I’m running close to the deadline as usual! Use the list of links to look at the inspirations of  others! The only brief was that the phrase I have shown in bold had to be included!

The flight from London to Lima was uneventful. At Lima, we were taken to a restaurant, where we were given a lovely meal before heading for the railway station. Now began our journey to the beautiful city of Cuzco, 3400 metres above sea level. As our altitude increased, I began to feel light-headed. At the hotel in Cuzco, they gave us cups of the local tea, a time-honoured headache relief. It was now late in the day, so after relaxing over a meal, we turned in for the night.

I woke with another headache, so I had more tea at breakfast, before the next train journey…

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Rite of Passage, or Grinning From ‘Ere to There?

This post is written in answer to the ‘100 word challenge’ prompt here, where you’ll also find links to other responses to this piece of harmless amusement. The brief is to write 106 words including the phrase shown in bold, in the genre of comedy…

After several unsuccessful attempts, suddenly, it was in my hand: the means to complete my odyssey unscathed. Now I knew that I would not be speared by Mr. Bowler Hat’s umbrella (unless he speared me on purpose – you never know these days, even though I’m not a spy) nor would I be hurled into a compromising position relative to Miss Pretty Young Office-girl (I don’t even know her.) I would reach my destination with neither multiple injuries nor acute embarrassment – clearly, no mean consideration.

Anyone else who has managed to lay claim to a grab handle round about Oxford Circus will appreciate what I’m talking about…

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Not Me!

This post is written in response to the prompt at the  ‘100 Word Challenge’ here, where you’ll also find links to the other responses. See that guy on the end of that sticking-out piece of rock?

All I can say about this picture is that I could never be the chap perched up there!

We all have our loves, indifferences, and phobias. Now, in the course of carrying out my work as an electrician, I’ve been under a good many floors in my time. Very often, some loose rubble has thoughtfully been left for me, sharp bits uppermost, which can make for an unpleasant trip. I think my record for tightness was three brick courses from ground to joists. But I had no claustrophobia.

Heights, though… Two storeys on a good ladder is more than enough!

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