This week, share your photographs that have captured motion, and tell us the stories behind the images.
Originally posted on DEBUT WRITERS JOURNAL:
Lyra writes fiction, non-ficton, and poetry, and she especially likes dealing with unique subject matter. This story is a futuristic piece that tugs on the emotions and challenges the practical mind.
To read “Emily” just follow the link.
Friday 17th April 2015.
For this week’s photo challenge, get up early and explore the morning light.
Gerry A/C© 2015
Wednesday 15th April 2015.
Sway is perhaps best known for its Sway Tower. It is a Grade II listed building. It is also known as “Peterson’s Folly”
Built by Andrew Thomas Turton Peterson on his private estate, its design was influenced by the follies Peterson had seen during his time in India. It is constructed entirely out of concrete made with Portland cement, with only the windows having iron supports. It remains the tallest non-reinforced concrete structure in the world.
The tower is visible from much of the New Forest, and most of the western Solent. A smaller 50-foot (15 m) folly, built as a ‘prototype’, stands in a group of trees to the north of the taller tower.There are many small concrete features (mainly walls) to be found in Milford, Sway and Hordle.
Sway tower is visible from all over the southern part of the New Forest. It stands 218 feet high, too tall and slender to be mistaken for a church tower. From close to it is elegant, with Gothic detailing to the windows. The tower, and many of the buildings around, were built from concrete, then a new material, in the second half of the 19th century by A.T.T.
Peterson, a retired Indian judge who had great faith in its potential. He was also interested in spiritualism, and he is supposed to have been in touch with Sir Christopher Wren, via a medium, for advice on the design of the tower (which must have been difficult for Wren as he had no knowledge of concrete)
Peterson’s other concrete buildings were constructed before the tower, and are mostly useful-many walls, a house with a tower, and so on. The tower seems to have no purpose: he apparently wanted to put a light on the top, but this was prevented because it would have been a danger to shipping. The view from the top, up 330 steps, is said to be wonderful. He intended that he and his wife should be buried at the base of the tower, under two table-like stones, but his wife insisted on an orthodox burial in the churchyard at Sway. Peterson died in London, and his ashes were buried in the tower. They were exhumed in 1957 and reburied in his wife’s grave.
Work on the tower started in 1879, and finished in 1885. Local unemployed men were used, and well paid. No scaffolding was used the concrete being cast in wooden frames 18 inches high, and a crane inside the building hauled materials up into place.
Sway Tower was built by eccentric Yorkshireman Andrew Peterson in 1879
Story /Novel Update
On a previous post I told everyone that I had finished my novel ‘Birth of the Wizard Prince’ well, instead of editing I decide to dig out my original story ‘King of the Wood’ (subtitled Knight of the Oak)which was born in my head way back in the 1970’s and was eventually started for my 2011 Nanowrimo. I had never finished, it has been on my hard drive since then. I had now read through it editing it where necessary and adding or improving what I could and just this week I have started writing and hopefully finish it shortly. I am hoping I will stick to my story line and not keep veering off in directions.
Saturday 4th April 2015
Gerry A/C 2015
Saturday 28th March 2015
By Gerry A/C
Sunday 24th February 2013 first appeared on Legendary Post where I am, or was a guest poster, I haven’t posted for a long while. I have included the link for this site hosted by James.. https://thedarkglobe.wordpress.com/ I did find this post through my Evernote program.
A crinkle crankle wall, also known as a crinkum crankum, serpentine, ribbon or wavy wall, is an unusual type of garden wall.
crinkle-crankle, crinkum-crankum. Garden-wall, usually aligned east–west so that one side faces south, on a plan of elongated S-shaped curves joined in a continuous ribbon or serpentine form that stiffens the wall, enabling it to be less thick than a straight wall would have to be for stability, and removing the need for any buttresses.
The crinkle crankle wall economizes on bricks, despite its sinuous configuration, because it can be made just one brick thin. If a wall this thin were to be made in a straight line, without buttresses, it would easily topple over. The alternate convex and concave curves in the wall provide stability and help it to resist lateral forces
Wavy Walls, Church Lane, Lymington – map
The Wavy Walls of Lymington
Hanoverian soldiers constructed this wavy wall at the beginning of the 19th century, the soldiers were in exile from the Napoleon wars and lived in Church lane.
They built the wall in a style that was then common in Northern Germany, the wavy shape gives the wall extra strength and can be built with only a single brick width.
After this French prisoners of war were responsible for building many more wavy walls in Lymington and surrounding areas.
There are also wavy walls on the other side of the road, these were built by the author Dennis Wheatley who lived at Grove Place from 1945 to 1969. When he moved to his London flat in 1969 all items that he couldn’t house were auctioned, these included 1,000 bottles of spirits and wines (before he became an author he worked in his father’s wine business in Mayfair).
Back in the late 60’s and 70’s my usual haunts and hangouts were in Lymington Hampshire in the UK in the New Forest. Since I started this line for my posts, Fables and Tales and the unusual of the New Forest, my home area.I have found it to be quite strange as to how close I was, am to history and not taking a much if any notice of it at the time. These walls for examples, most are built in the county of Suffolk and only 25 elsewhere in the country, and here in Lymington there is two. And during these years of my life, I and a couple of friends spent much of our time in Lymington. I am very surprised with these walls, passing them regularly and not actually taking any notice of them.
We, that is my friends and I would often travel this road as a short cut to a friends house, and never once did either of realise the writer living here or even building a wall of his own.
Now with these stories, I am learning so much and am enjoying this journey once again. Taking me back to the times of my life that meant so much in more ways than just music, even though much can be related with music. I wonder if any of you experienced the same thing, realising things from your past and what they really are or mean or just something special.
A wall with serpentine curves for growing fruit, dating in Britain from the mid-18th century. Its curving lines gave added strength, thus avoiding the need for buttressing.
http://www.geograph.org.uk/gallery/crinkle_crankle_or_serpentine_walls_15374 For a few more pictures.
Gerry A/C 2015
Saturday 21st March 2015.
Update on my story ‘Birth of the Wizard Prince’ well I can now say that the story is finished bar editing and proofing I completed it on Thursday 19th March. So I can start popping the corks. And then think of two things, should I try to edit or should I try to finish the one that I started years ago and is half way through. Thanks for your interest.
For this week’s photo challenge, share with us a photo that expresses something fresh.
Gerry A/C 2015© all pictures are copyrighted.
Friday 20th March 2015
Another challenge from Sandra click link below to join in with this fun stuff.
Confused or What!
I have looked so hard,
Tried to see what is there.
But my mind lets me down.
Up and down, everywhere.
The blacks and grey,
All mingle, blend, blur and fuse.
Other people, they look and say,
Those two trees they do not amuse.
Edges looking frosty and dark,
A cold winters morn.
No birds, not even a lark,
Only snow those hills adorn.
Lonely they stand, clouds above,
Blotches of cloud float high.
Here I see no love.
Sadness now, time to sigh.
Maybe I see no snow,
Just grey and white with some black.
Meaning what? I don’t know,
Like I said, I see nothing, vision I lack.
Simplicity it certainly shows,
Again my view, probably wrong.
The picture showing no rows,
Time for guitar, must play a song.
Gerry A/C© March 2015.
Saturday 14th March 2015
Thursday 12th March 2015.
Another brief scoop for the WordPress community by the word famous newspaper ‘Daily Gerald’ More updates to follow so keep a watch out for articles to appear here.
As most of you might know, I wrote a post a little while ago updating you all about my latest story.
The Birth of a Wizard Prince. Firstly my story is now at a point that I can actually say it will be completed very shortly. At most another week, I am at the climax of the story and in the process of writing the final event, ie: a battle and then the gathering of ones thoughts and how they move on. All this is clearly in my mind, just needing me to put it into words and then into the Word document and save it. It does sound simple but for me it is harder done than said.There are a couple of things I need to think about to make the story ending work. For example an incantation that must make sense to the story line is just one thing for me to think and work out.
The second thing is, and I believe it to be a good thing. While writing this current story I have included a secondary story line, a deceit a lie, the usual sort of thing. It was completely unintentional but it aided the main story and gave reason to the story line. While now I had this thought about using it to use as the back drop to another story. A follow on to the original story. Not number 2 to my original just a follow on with several of the main characters included. Instead of calling The Birth of the Wizard Prince 2 (because he is now born) it would have to be something entirely new. As yet not decided on a title a few main titles come to the forefront but will decide later. One decision I have to make is that Camp Nanowrimo is drawing close and do I participate again or should I give it a miss and do the July one. My reason for missing it is that I feel a little break is needed and I could start a little editing. Not that it is important to me because the story will probably go no further than my computer and maybe my printer. Reason I say printer is because the characters are based off my family, brothers and sister and parents, same names but shortened. And I think my sister would be interested in reading. A good test subject to give me feedback.
Camp Nanowrimo is a little easier than the November Nanowrimo which requires one to write 50000 words,while Camp offers a lot less word count. One can nominate a lowly 10000 up 100000 and anything in between, I usually nominate 35000. Because of this it become less pressurized. One can link up with others by joining a cabin with eleven others of similar age, styles or topics of writing basically what ever you nominate, or you can let the organiser to nominate and it is then up to you all if you wish to talk to each other. I personally have had rather boring cabins.