Author: Sarah Potter Writes
Sarah is a British eccentric who writes offbeat fiction, haiku and tanka poetry. When stuck for words, she sketches or paints instead. She's into nature conservation, sustainability, gardening, dogs, natural health, and reading. Her sociability is something that happens in short bursts with long breathing spaces in between. View all posts by Sarah Potter Writes
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Great pairing of haiku and image, Sarah. Sometimes I think the whole world is crumbling. 😦
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The great invisible haiku? I’m glad I’m not the only one who gets in a muddle, Sylvia 😉 Yesterday, I called Dale by your name in a comment. I think you meant to say, pairing between title and image, but I knew what you meant, so thank you. The crumbling world is indeed a niggling distraction always there in one’s mind, taking up too much unwelcome thought-space. There is one blessing to my son having terrible eye-sight: that he’ll never be sent to the front line to fight some stupid war.
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Yes, you’re right. I’m so used to you posting haiku with your photos, that I mistook your title for one. 🙂 As for your son’s “terrible eyesight”, I guess there’s always a silver lining to every situation. “Stupid war” indeed.
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Dovecot. What a wonderful word; I don’t think I’ve seen it until just now. Thank you for sharing the photo (and knowledge), Sarah.
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Glad you liked it, Leigh. It’s always exciting learning new words.
PS sorry I’ve not replied to your emails yet. Have had lots of family stuff to deal with. Will re-surface soon.
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No worries (or deadlines), Sarah. Hope everything turns out well.
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‘Crumbling Peace’… very apt Sarah with all that is going on in the world. But I always thing there is something so evocative about dovecots…shame it is in such a state of disrepair. I love the soothing sounds of doves cooing. Hope you are having not a crumbling, but a peaceful week xx
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The dovecot used to belong to a private garden, which is now a public park, so I guess this is why it needs locking and there are no doves in it anymore. I must ask some local historian about its history. It is in the same park as the statue of Poseidon. A very peaceful place it is, too.
Friday has ended well, Sherri, after a rather stressful week. I will email you about it xxxx
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You have a very interesting park there Sarah! I’m so glad your week ended well, but sorry it was stressful before hand. Look forward to your email and hope you are having a good weekend 🙂 xxxx
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an amazing angle of an amazing image. I too love that word dovecot!! Though it kind of has the texture of an elephant leg.
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I guess when you’re padded with white feathers, a cot made of flints isn’t too much of a problem, especially if it keeps marauders out. Maybe it should be called a dove-keep instead!
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