Bend In Train Tracks

I planned to post something else today, but then I saw this week’s Weekly Prompts Weekend Challenge was Bend. I like this prompt (many, many moons ago there was a challenge like that from WordPress, remember when they used to do those?). I dug through my archives for a suitable picture; I was after one that captured a bend in the road. I found something even better:

It’s from my trip to Lyme Park in June 2021.

The reason I like this prompt is because it gives me a chance to quote my favourite heroine, Anne Shirley. At the end of the first book, Anne of Green Gables, Matthew dies and Marilla is left in a bad financial situation, in addition to her falling eyesight. Anne makes a decision to stay with her and teach school, instead of taking the scholarship to college. As she tells Marilla, before the trouble began, her life stretched in front of her like a straight road. But now there is a bend.

I don’t know what lies around the bend, but I’m going to believe that the best does. It has a fascination of its own, that bend, Marilla. I wonder how the road beyond it goes—what there is of green glory and soft, checkered light and shadows—what new landscapes—what new beauties—what curves and hills and valleys further on.

Anne Shirley, Anne of Green Gables by Lucy Maud Montgomery

She continues to refer to the bend in the road throughout the rest of the series.

The Anne books are filled with so many gems, and this is just one of them.

(Also, they’re not children’s books, neither is majority of LMM’s work–but that is a topic for another day.)

Random and Weird Phone Shots -Snow Today

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The morning of Friday 13th January at the tram stop. Some snow here.

I got so pessimistic about everything that I was shocked about trams actually running with no delays. Really.

UK doesn’t get that much snow so it takes little to cause disruptions.

Just yesterday I saw a page I follow on Facebook dedicated to old pictures of Bratislava, my home town, posting about the record snowfall of 1987–thirty years ago. I believe most of Europe suffered this extreme cold spell. I was only six then but remember bits of it. There were heaps of snow as tall as me and my mum had to walk to her workplace because the public transport wasn’t running. The great “snow calamity”, as we called it in former Czechoslovakia, was still talked about many years afterwards. People laugh when they reminisce about those days, but I’m sure it wasn’t funny then!

Some pictures from that time (just ignore the text).

Make sure you keep yourselves warm, peeps!