J-Shaped Trees. Woodland

J-SHAPED TREES

There are certain warning signs in nature that may be easy to miss, at least at first. J-Shaped trees are a potential sign of dangerous landslide activity in the area. These trees signify that a landslide is on the way. How do they signify this? Well, before a landslide is fully triggered, the ground begins to shift. As the ground shifts, these trees begin to bow from the movement. If you see trees beginning to bend into a J-shape, it’s time to move!

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Scone Or Scon?

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IT is quintessentially English – and yet the scone is something the country as a whole simply can’t agree about.

So, is it Sc-oa-ne for you, or Scon? I know that it’s always been a Sc-oa-ne for me and my family.

Living in Devon, as I do, it’s always clotted cream on first, followed by a huge dollop of strawberry jam. And that is how it is. Unless, of course, you live or come from Cornwall. Then, it’s jam on first, followed by cream.

Is it that important?

Yes!

It’s not just the argument about whether to spread the cream or jam first. Now, there’s an even more contentious question – how to pronounce the word scone.

If one isn’t from a posh background, it seems to be scoane! If one is posh, it’s definitely scon; as in gone! Where a person is from, or their social standing, also determines how we pronounce our English scone. So, which is it for you?

Caz x

 

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And People Stayed at Home

A wonderful poem by Kitty O’Meara. A reflection on our daily living during COVD19 Pandemic 2020.

And people stayed at home
And read books
And listened
And they rested
And did exercises
And made art and played
And learned new ways of being
And stopped and listened
More deeply
Someone meditated, someone prayed
Someone met their shadow
And people began to think differently
And people healed.
And in the absence of people who
Lived in ignorant ways
Dangerous, meaningless and heartless,
The earth also began to heal
And when the danger ended and
People found themselves
They grieved for the dead
And made new choices
And dreamed of new visions
And created new ways of living
And completely healed the earth
Just as they were healed.

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The Man Who Sank the Titanic

A short story by my youngest Grandson, Ethan, aged 9 ~ soon to be 10.

Southampton: April 1912

The weather was calm at sea as Sailor Robert stood at the helm steering the huge, unsinkable, Titanic on its first sea voyage. The ship, known as the floating palace due to its over-the-top accommodations, and its hundreds of paying passengers, was on its way to New York. As they journeyed across the Atlantic, people below decks were busy getting to know each other in the plush surroundings while eating, drinking, and dancing to the ship’s orchestra. As the ship approached the north-west Atlantic the temperature began to drop. Those on lookout duty received several warnings that icy seas were ahead. However, no one believed that the ship was in any danger and ignored the warnings believing the ship to be unsinkable. They received telegrams from the ship SS Amerika giving warnings of large ice-burgs ahead. SS Amerika had already passed two large icebergs on their journey. Evening approached and sea conditions became very icy, but, the captain chose not to reduce the ship’s speed and ignored the warnings. The crew believed, wrongly, that there would be lots of time to get out of the way of the ice, if necessary. Still, no one saw any dangers ahead. The lookout suddenly spotted an enormous iceberg in the distance. He soon realised it was much bigger than he first thought, and so, he rang the warning bell as Titanic headed straight for the ginormous iceberg. Suddenly, as the bell continued to ring out, confusion, screams, and fear echoed throughout the ship. Passengers only felt a bump, but nothing more than that. There were only four officers on duty on the bridge. The first officer in charge ordered the ship to change direction, but, it was too late to avoid a massive collision. Rocket distress signals were fired into the night sky. The direction change caused the ship to strike the iceberg side-on, causing Titanic to start sinking below the icy waves: where the ship would eventually stay forever on the seabed. Several lifeboats were launched into the cold-as-ice sea. Seven-hundred-and-six lives were saved, but hundreds of passengers sadly drowned that day. It would take several hours before a ship large enough would reach the sinking Titanic, and rescue those who had managed to scramble to safety into lifeboats. The poor souls unable to clamber into a lifeboat due to them being already over-full, perished in the coldest waters.

 

The End

 

 

A short story by Ethan J. Ward aged 9.

Submitted to BBC Competition 500 words. 2020

When the World Stood Still

I’m sat in the garden having a drink.

Having lots of time to have a good think.

For this is a crazy world we’re in right now.

The sun is shining and the birds are singing,

I look over, and see that my dog is digging.

The wind blowing through my hair as I write,

I’m telling myself that things are gonna be all right.

There’s a pandemic spreading worldwide

It’s changing many people’s lives.

How long this will last, it’s hard to say.

Maybe until the end of May

For this horrible disease that has come upon us

Well, you can do one Corona Virus!

The NHS and front-liners are working non-stop.

Every Thursday, we clap at 8 o’clock.

We can’t thank you enough for all that you do.

Sending you all love and hugs, we’re here for you.

We’re staying at home to keep our loved ones safe

We thank you; you are all so brave.

When this is over, we can have a big rave

It’s not gonna be forever

Soon we will be together

Until then, my family and friends,

I’m thinking of you all until this ends.

Written by Claire L. Payne

April in my sunny garden

Suddenly, the skies are blue, the earth has warmed, birds are joyfully singing to the world, and my garden is blooming wonderful.

Photos from my BRIXHAM garden. If you know the names of the plants do let me know.

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White Broom
Pansies
Lucy, 14

Father’s Day! ‘Only a Whisper Away!’

Happy Father’s Day ~ in heaven ~ to my wonderful Dad ❤️

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Forever at rest in your favourite place in all the world. Brixham Bay.

Your last wish… An honour and a pleasure, dad ❤️

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A poem I wrote (copyrighted 2017 Caz Greenham)

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“Only a Whisper away”

Don’t cry for me,

for I’m not gone.

I’m only a whisper away.

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Call my name,

‘I promise I’ll hear.

I’m only a whisper away.

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Think of me in your dreams,

And I’ll meet you there.

I’m only a whisper away.

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I’m the breeze in your hair,

I’m the wind that kisses your cheek.

I’m raindrops that fall,

I’m with you everywhere.

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So…don’t be sad,

just call my name.

For I’m not gone,

I’m only a whisper away.

Written and published by Caz Greenham (copying is NOT permitted)

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Rose. my favourite yellow rose.

God Bless! My lovely ole dad 🍷🍷 Cheers! Miss you every single day