Photo-a-Day (Wednesday, 9th August, 2017)
Bridge over the Yellow Brook
What a lovely picture this is! It looks like a stage set in a theatre, with a spotlight on centre stage!
Thank you David.
(note my spelling, which my North American computer tells me is wrong, but which I won't alter!!)
What a lovely picture David. Reminds me when I could get off school an escape to Porters Wood. With no one else around my imagination unfolded.. That feeling of being alone within Nature I remember to this day..
used to be two old railway sleepers
Nice one David
What a lovely shot,just looks like a little fairy Glen....thank you David.
The railway sleepers blended in far better and would have lasted longer than those slats of wood. Happy days with the gang in the school holidays - its as if time has stood still.
That is beautiful. I am proud to come from Wigan to start with but this makes me even prouder. Well done, Ellen, for sticking to your guns re the spelling!
WOW Beautiful is the word
I like that David just right.
Irene, can only say I try! I also try to do it all the time; whether it's sheer "bulldog" cussedness, or my abiding love for the English language,I really can't say. Maybe it's six of one or half a dozen of the other!
Ellen, just stick with your guns! It drives me mad how people here accept "Give it the heads up", "You guys" and "Do the math". It drives me potty and , soft as I am, I am not afraid to speak out on this. As long as people accept Americanisms creeping into our language, it will take over, but never with me. It's Bulldog Cussedness, Ellen.....don't let it go!
Thanks Irene,your comment is most appreciated! I've never lost much of my English speech patterns either, unlike many other immigrants,I never consciously tried either to keep, or to loose my accent, but somehow it always stayed with me,even over fifty years!..Just lucky,I suppose!
Mary,I know exactly what you mean..I was once stood on the beach at St Anne's Blackpool..the was 6-30 a.m and for the first time in my life I heard the sound of silence,a few minutes later it was broken by a seagull flapping its wings..it was a beautiful experience,to be at one with nature..and I will never forget it.
Remember Ellen, the English speak what's right, the. Americans speak what's left!
John, you never spoke a truer word!
Hi Maureen, Just one of the same. I once went walking in Cornwall with two friends. As they chatted I walked ahead and left them behind. I stopped to look at a few sheep in a field. Then the most strangest and even slightly scary feeling came over me. What was so unnerving was there was complete and utter silence, no wind, nothing. I had never experienced silence like that. There is always some sound in the distance or whatever. We are so used to hearing noise, that when I came across such silence you would think it would be special, but in fact made me feel very uncomfortable for a moment.
I now understand the term a deafening silence..
I am another one who can't stand 'Americanisms' ! Yet when I visited New York and further north to Vermont I found the people wonderful! Keep the Americanisms in their country but hang on to our language. Actually they love the way we speak and Often they would say ''we just love the way you talk'!- me of all people from Scholes -it was baffling!!!