Knaresborough is a characterful town just along the road from us. And one of its characterful features is that around any corner, you may find a house with a deceptive window or doorway. These are not real windows and doors, though they’re painted to look authentic enough. They’re trompe-l’œils. One day, I’ll produce a town trail of all of them. For now, here’s a taster from our visit on Saturday.
For Ludwig’s Monday Window….
And Marsha’s Photographing Public Art Challenge …
Most months, I like to join in Rebecca of Flake Flamenco’s Poetry Challenge. I’m not much of a poet and don’t I know it? – but any chance to get the grey matter’s muscles toned has to be taken once you get to my advanced years.
This month, she’s asked us to write a Shadorma – a non-rhyming six line poem with a specific syllable count of 3/5/3/3/7/5. It’s alleged to have its origins in Spain, though not a soul can offer any evidence for this theory. No matter. We’ll have a go anyway. Rebecca’s asked us to focus on light and darkness. Light into darkness is the way the world is going just now, so I’m going from darkness to light.
Midwinter
days have gone at last.
Here is Spring.
Buds unfurl,
reach upwards to the sun’s rays
and lingering light.
This provides me with the perfect excuse to have a few springtime pictures of flowers doing just that – stretching their petals upwards and eagerly towards the sun. It’s probably a bit late for you to join Rebecca this month with your own poems – closing day is today. But she’ll be challenging us again next month – and if you join in, she’ll translate your poem into Spanish. This is why I do this: she translates all our words into pure poetry. I love it.
Becky’s Square Odds challenge has had us all producing all kinds of odds and ends to display in the blogosphere. Today is the last day, so I’m giving a chance to all those photos I thought I might use .. and didn’t.
Thanks Becky. I’ve had fun finding (square)oddities, and enjoying contributions from bloggers in every continent. Till the next time!
Spotted on a front door in London, not too far from my son’s house. Could this creature possibly be the tooth fairy I talked about yesterday?
For Becky’s Square Odds.
Did you get visits from the Tooth Fairy when you were little and those first teeth fell out? I did, and so did my children … and their children. It turns out that the one who visits our family is an odd wee besom who leaves grumpy notes – tiny ones, written on a piece of paper little larger than a postage stamp – to the children whose teeth she recovers…
For Becky’s Square Odds.
Instead of popping in to the café with your pooch, you could park it on the patio outside.
Some of the characters in the featured photo could maybe make use of it?
Spotted somewhere in Spain, for Becky’s Square Odds.
If you’re ever near Middlesbrough, and fancy a breezy walk on an RSPB reserve, you could do worse than go to Saltholme. It’s modest enough to explore in an afternoon, and besides, there’s helpful signage to prevent your getting lost.
Becky’s Square Odds
Found; on the way from West Tanfield, one odd glove. Strangely, it isn’t mine. I regularly lose gloves – always the right hand one. My record stands at eleven in a single season. Perhaps I should have walked off with this one?
For Becky’s Square Odds
‘Hello? North Yorkshire Police? I want to report something odd that I’ve just seen in Harrrogate town centre. I think you need to come and investigate – there might be a suspicious-looking corpse. Hang on … I’ll send you a photo …’
For Becky’s Square Odds.
From Pyrenees to Pennines 
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