Another photo prompt. This one is Sue Vincent’s Thursday prompt. Follow it here and join in.
Wind howled down from the moors in a familiar way, like an old dog locked out in the rain. She wanted to tell it she’d heard it all before and she wasn’t impressed. The sun was setting. It was always at least half-dark when she arrived at this point of her journey. And often raining. In the winter there would be snow thick on the ground and she would walk in the middle of the road in the tracks of intrepid pioneer walkers.
The air was brisk, spring air, full of birds settling for the night, and the wind in the new leaves, rattling the branches black with rain. The road wound up the hill, into the teeth of the wind. Not a gale. Just wind. Noisy but not dangerous. Like that dog waiting to be let indoors. She took a deep breath and shifted her bag to the other hand. The last bus had gone hours ago and she liked this walk anyway, up the winding road, beyond the last straggling houses, and onto the moor. Round the next bend, after the ash trees, she would see it, set down like a sculpted rock, black and solid as the surrounding hills, thick-walled, strong-backed, amid twisted crab apples and ancient roses. Home.
Yes… that’s just what the place feels like…
It reminded me of Fieldhead.
I can see why too.
So many good details set image and mood in this one. Like this “twisted crab apples and ancient roses” Such contrast – perhaps like mixed feelings about being back home
That’s extremely perspective of you! I put in those details unconsciously. I suspect you’re right about why.
Thick-walled and strong-backed. Her home or herself. Great imagery.
Thank you! I think you’re right about her.
I really liked your descriptions Jane, so vivid and very visual….great response to the image….
Thanks Michael 🙂 It reminded me so much of the house I grew up in.
I love this so much, Jane. The first line made me chuckle, and then the rest is so descriptive–I can see this woman and this place with the wind and the twisted crab apples.
It’s true that we describe best the places we know best 🙂
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Hi Jane, I know I am just echoing everyone else but your descriptions in this were so superb – beautifully crafted. KL ❤
Thank you! As I said before, describing something you know and love comes from the heart 🙂
“Round the next bend, after the ash trees, she would see it, set down like a sculpted rock, black and solid as the surrounding hills, thick-walled, strong-backed, amid twisted crab apples and ancient roses. Home.” – superb and very descriptive of her home.
Thanks Michelle 🙂