Weekly Photo Challenge: Nostalgia


Living in London as I do, I really miss the spectacular Scottish sunsets of my younger years, the moody skies and hot fiery rage of the dying daylight as the sun sinks silently screaming behind the hilly highland horizon, fighting with every last spark to stay alive to the last gasp…

But as this recent image shows, taken last week from the upstairs window of my youngest daughter’s house on an everyday ordinary night just like any other in the North of Scotland, the nostalgic sunsets of my rememberings still exist in the here and now; and it is in fact me who is out of time, out of place…  ❤

Weekly Photo Challenge: Nostalgia


Daily Prompt: Test

The most exciting test I’ve ever taken in my life was 34 years ago, and it was my first ever pregnancy test. Home pregnancy tests were still relatively new then, done in an actual test tube suspended in a perspex stand with a little square mirror placed at a 45 degree angle underneath in which to view the result at the given time. None of today’s peeing straight onto a stick almost as soon as you want and reading ‘pregnant’ or ‘not pregnant’ in the result window.

You had to wait for at least two weeks past the due date of your period before the test would work effectively. It was important to collect an early-morning urine sample (as this potentially held the highest levels of pregnancy hormone) in a sterile container and carefully dropper three drops precisely (or something like that) into the pre-prepared test tube. You then waited exactly three minutes (as far as I can remember) and looked in the mirror underneath (without disturbing the test tube itself) to interpret the result.

If you didn’t see anything after the allotted time, you either weren’t pregnant or had done the test too soon. But you also had to be careful not to leave the test too long before viewing the result, as it might give a false positive result. However, if you were pregnant a small ring would form within no more than three minutes as a brown precipitate settled in the bottom of the test tube – and I remember even now the stunned amazement I felt when I saw the tiny particles slowly begin to form that ring, long before the time was up.

That little brown ‘O’ of astonishment in the bottom of a slim test tube 34 years ago let me know I was actually growing a new life inside me for the first time, and without hesitation it was the first thing I thought of (still with the same smug smile of satisfaction) as soon as I saw today’s Daily Prompt: Test  🙂 ❤

Daily Prompt: Unfinished

Unfinished Symphony…

Psychology flawed

Raw and roughly hewn in parts

Mind marred and distressed

Unevenly unbalanced

Emotionally jagged…

Sometimes I feel that if anyone were to look inside my mind, instead of seeing smooth symmetrical curves of brain matter all tidily folded in place there would be a lumpen mass of unfinishedness, all sketchy rough drafts, crossed-out phrases, and incomplete loose ends going off at all sorts of dysfunctional tangents leading to who knows where.

There’s enough there to make me a recognisable person on the outside, but nevertheless on the inside I still feel like an unfinished symphony, incomplete, flawed…

Daily Prompt: Unfinished

Tanka Tuesday – Harvest & Moon

Autumn Gold…

Late night harvesting

Under dry September moon

Swathes of ripened grain

Gathered up while raining down

Golden riches from heaven

Colleen over at Silver Threading has created a new poetry challenge – Tanka Tuesday – thanks Colleen, I’m really looking forward to joining in each week!

So in honour of all you arable farmers out there who work all the hours God sends to gather in the harvest every autumn, this one’s for you. I’ve discovered it’s not so easy painting a poetic picture of a combine harvester in full flow, but I’ve done my best 🙂