Cee’s Black & White Challenge – Trees

I love taking photos of trees but this time I wanted to show trees from a different perspective – I hope you like them.


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September – rhymes and realities – 21/9

21st September 2018

Ding Dong Bell Rhyme

“Ding Dong Bell” a poem with a moral theme
The origins of this nursery rhyme date back to the 16th century and the era of Shakespeare who used the phrase “Ding Dong Bell” in several plays. The original lyrics of “Ding Dong Bell” actually ended with the cat being left to drown! These words were modified and the cat was saved by ‘Little Tommy Stout’ to encourage children to understand that it was unacceptable and cruel to harm any animal ‘who ne’er did any harm’. The latter version taught morality at an early age. “Ding Dong Bell” also introduces a child to onomatopoeia (a word that sounds like its meaning) In this nursery rhyme the lyrics and words “ding dong” when pronounced convey the actual sounds!

The Shakespeare Connection!
The phrase ” Ding Dong Bell” was used by William Shakespeare – but given the original drafts of Shakespeare plays were in Quarto text and the majority were not published until 1623 in the First Folio (7 years after his death) could the phrase actually be the writer’s original instructions for sound effects?

The Tempest, Act I, Scene II:
“Sea nymphs hourly ring his knell:
Hark! Now I hear them – Ding, dong, bell.”

The Merchant of Venice, Act III, Scene II:
“Let us all ring fancy’s bell;
I’ll begin it – Ding, dong, bell.”

Ding Dong Bell

First recorded version:

Jacke boy, ho boy newes,
the cat is in the well,
let us ring now for her Knell,
ding dong ding dong Bell

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September Writing Prompts – 21st



It was the absence of her,
That left its mark.
Even as the scent of,
Perfume hung in the air.

It was the absence of her,
The extinguished the spark.
Darkening the room,
As it did his heart.

It was the absence of her,
That took the colours away.
Leaving everything, faded,
Hollow and grey.

It was the absence of her,
Which overlaid the room with a chill.
Leaving cold in its wake,
Everything devoid of a thrill.

But it was the return of her,
That took my breath away.
For she was the sunlight,
She was my day.

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September – rhymes and realities – 20/9

20th September 2018

Yankee Doodle

“Yankee Doodle went to town / Riding on a pony / Stuck a feather in his cap / And called it macaroni!” Though Americans, especially those in the Northeast, may call themselves Yanks proudly enough now, it’s clear that Yankee Doodle is a silly figure in this classic ditty, which dates back to the Revolutionary era. It actually seems like nonsense — who would confuse a feather with elbow pasta? At the time, however, macaroni was the favored food of London dandies, and the word had come to refer to the height of fashion. British soldiers, who originally sang the verse, were insulting American colonists by implying they were such hicks they thought putting feathers in their hats made them as hip and stylish as London socialites. Ouch.

Yankee Doodle

Yankee Doodle went to town
A-riding on a pony,
Stuck a feather in his cap
And called it macaroni’.

Yankee Doodle keep it up,
Yankee Doodle dandy,
Mind the music and the step,
And with the girls be handy.
Father and I went down to camp,
Along with Captain Gooding,
And there we saw the men and boys
As thick as hasty pudding.

There was Captain Washington,
Upon a slapping stallion,
Giving orders to his men-
I guess there were a million.

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50 Word Thursday #19

Hi All,

Please find below this week’s picture and quote prompts.

The prompt will appear at high noon on Thursday and close high noon Wednesday. (This will be Australian time)

So here’s the rules if you wish to participate –

1 Completed piece must be in multiples of 50 words – maximum of 250 words. Anything is acceptable – poetry, story, anecdote.

2 There will be a photo and a random phrase that I will take from the current book I am reading – you can use either or both

3 Please pingback and tag 50 word Thursday, so I can do a summary on the Thursday morning.  You can either put your piece in the comments on this post or do a post of your own.

Love to have you participate and here is this week’s photo and phrase prompt.


“So the murdered man was a dinosaur prospector.”

Douglas Preston’s Tyrannosaur Canyon

Here’s my attempt for the week:

Even now he found it hard to comprehend but the evidence spoke for itself and as they moved away from the crowd Doug stated, “So the murdered man was a dinosaur prospector.”

His companion nodded, twisting the end of his moustache as he surveyed the discovered fossils, “It certainly appears that way but the question is, was that relevant to his death.  Is there some connection?”

Doug was silent as he considered this point, “What do you think he wanted the bones for?”

“Money, I guess, there are some rich collectors out there.”

They had paused on the edge of the plains and Doug stilled, “I think there may have been another reason why he was murdered.”

“What makes you say that?”

Doug gestured towards the farmlands and his companion turned, to stare into the distance baffled, “What?”

“Don’t you see them? Look.”

“Oh indeed.  Their tracks, dinosaur tracks.”

Thanks to everyone who participated last week, I’m really enjoying reading your pieces.


Books had histories, and history was a form of remembering.  And occult books were better at remembering than most

John Connolly – Night Music.  Nocturnes. Volume 2.

Tales from the mind of Kristian – 50 Word Thursday #18 – A little knowledge is Dangerous!

The Dark Netizen – Flash Fiction: Supplement

VY Knutson from One Woman’s Quest – The Conjurer’s Demise

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If you are looking for a challenge to participate in Cee has put a list up on her blog, which can be accessed here.