I walked past a neighbours house on my way home just now and she was tending her front garden. I said ‘Hi how are you?’ and before I had chance to comment on the glorious poppies I’ve been admiring for the last week, she said ‘Would you like some of these seed heads when they’re ready?’ Did I pounce? You bet I did!
So with a bit of luck this time next year I’ll have my own.

Imagine when I saw that the photo challenge this week is vivid, it was made for these flowers don’t you think?
If anyone knows what variety these are, my neighbour and I would both love to know please.
Category: Photography
Lazy Poet’s Thursday Haiku
Wordless Wednesday

A Bench Edit
Jude’s Bench Challenge for June is to process and image with an arty effect, hooray, that’s licence to play!
I’ve used Photoshop, Pixlr and Snapseed to create this image, but I can’t remember what steps I took to get to the end result.

The photo was taken on the beach path at Dawlish Warren in February. The perspective makes it appear that its a row of single seats but they are in fact benches for two or three peopel. I do quite like the end result and I expect I’ll try some more this month. Perhaps you’ll join in too?
A Walk at Morte Point
Last weekend my friend Lindy and I went for a walk up in north Devon. I wanted to go to see Verity at the same time so I found a walk on the coast that was just 2.3 miles, perfect for the Dido and Daisy as well.
We arrived at Mortehoe, a pretty village, just before noon and walked up the road between the pub and church.

The lane climbing upwards was trimmed with spring wild flowers.

And the walls were full of life.

We walked past a pretty cemetery.

And the walk began
Back to the path


There were sheep everywhere and the lambs were adorable

The path stretched ahead into bright sun.


We stopped frequently so the dogs could cool down, so I zoomed in again.

Can you see the stegosaurus back bone?
By now we were warming up, and wishing we’d brought all of our picnic lunch, instead of just a packet of crisps. But the walk was lovely in every direction.

There were some interesting rock formations.
The crest of the hill in the photo above was soon just above us.

Some suicidal sheep!



The rock was changing colour as we walked east towards Morte Point.
Made it at last

Morte, as I’m sure you know means death and it’s believed that Morte point got its name because the treacherous rocks caused a number of shipwrecks over the centuries. Smuggling was rife, and some of the wrecks may have been helped along the way by wreckers walking the coast with lamps to confuse the sailors in the dark. Having seen this rcraggy coastline, it must have been incredibly dangerous. According to the South West Coast Path website,
The Normans dubbed it the ‘Death Stone’, and claimed that ‘Morte is the place which heaven made last and the devil will take first.’
Time to head on.

The walk continued steeply.

My camera captured seals here but just as dark bobbing blobs.

We were out of water and fairly certain that we’d missed a turning by the time we reached here.

But a slight hint of a path up to the right led us back the way we needed to take.

The gate leads through to the road by the cemetery.

The village shop supplied cold drinks and ice cream, which we followed with our picnic. The dogs flopped in the shade, tired but happy. The pedometer on my phone said I’d walked 5.5 miles, not the planned 2.3, but we stilled had some energy left to pootle around Ilfracombe.
I don’t know if Jo will be doing her Monday Walk this week but there’s always another day.
On the Way To . . .
Sometimes we find interesting places on the way to other places, Michelle at the Daily Post asks us to share them for this weeks photo challenge. Here are the ones I’ve chosen for you.
Taormina in Sicily is real jewel of a town and one of the ways of getting there is by train. We travelled from Fiumefredo and were delighted to find this stunning ceiling in the ticket office when we arrived at Taormina station.

This road is on the way to the entrance of Sepilok, the orang-utan rehabilitation centre in Sabah, Borneo. It was a hot, and humid walk from our rain forest lodge, but well worth it for the amazing experience of seeing these wonderful creatures up close.

The long road from the north of Ghana was dotted with villages, where people would rush out to greet us, and we could by eggs and fruit for lunch.

This is the view from the air on the way to Sandakan, from Kota Kinabalu, Borneo. The coast is surrounded by coral reefs, the only time I’ve attempted to snorkel. I love the sea, but I’m not a strong swimmer, so I had to be brave to try it. It turned out to be one of the most incredible things I’ve ever done.

There are lots of on the way posts to visit here, and you can join in too!
Lazy Poet’s Thursday Haiku

Beauty rarely seen
as precious as amethyst
bathed in meadow light
Wordless Wednesday

Back to Guell
Several hours have passed and my friends and I are back in the area of Parc Guell, still too early for our 5.30 – 6pm entry time. Even my ‘souvenir shopping’ friends have exhausted the junky gift shops now and we are little peckish, so tempted by a shady garden we settle for a quick snack and some sangria.
At last it’s our turn! 
to get closer to these intriguing buildings.

There are columns created to mimic nature

Where a stone woman

and a bunch of crazy women from England lurk

there are stunning views of the city

wonderful mosaics on the towers

A whole forest of columns

that I really fall in love with. The Sala Hipostila was originally intended to be a market hall.
There was even a very beautiful young bride and her groom, imagine getting married there, although escaping the crowds would be difficult.
and I have some more photos to show you from Parc Guell, so I’ll be back.
