What Now?

So there I was, eating me cornflakes enjoying a lovely cool breeze, and I allowed my mind to wander. Dangerous stuff that, when eating your cornflakes.

I munched and crunched, and with each bite I could hear footsteps across a gravelled courtyard. “Halt!” A voice shouted as I swallowed.  I took another mouthful, and heard the footsteps start once again.

“HALT I SAID!” bellowed the voice. I started to wonder if the voice was telling me to halt eating, or the imaginary footsteps, whoever they belonged to, to stop marching.

I brought myself back to my senses, and continued eating anyway. Through the open window, I could hear the gaggle of geese fly away into the distance, honking and chattering as they did so.

Maybe Goose Leader wanted some of my cornflakes and was commanding his gaggle to stop and try and get some. Its funny, isn’t it, the things you hear when you aren’t truly listening?

Down by the Edge of The Lake

Sometimes, life is surreal.

Sometimes, you  just have to look on and wonder.

Wonder what?

Exactly.

The Lake at lunchtime.

I have no idea where those mountains have come from…

I must apologise. I blame Brexit.

Row

A ROW of doves.

Part of a hedgeROW.

A RainbOW of colours.

And a few birds all in a row.

Well, it is Debbie’s One Word Sunday… and the word this week is ROW. I simply had to use a row of photos this week – couldn’t not. Nor could I ignore the chance of including a photo with a spike or two dotted about, for Becky’s #SpikySquare challenge.

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One Word Sunday

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Links to both above.

Spikes

I must apologise if my tone was a little ‘spiky’ in the previous post. It was all intentional. It was intended to link discreetly into this post. The spiky points on the star should have given the game away…

Featured in the image is Olive the Peacock. He can be a little spiky at times, as his head feathers show. And his beak is a little pointy too.

I’m really clutching at spikes now…