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My Trip to England – the Wirral

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This is part two of My Trip to England. I took loads of photos of the many lovely areas in the Wirral. The only problem is, I’m not sure that I remember where each photo was taken. Hopefully, my English friend, Robert, who lives in the Wirral, will recognize where each photo was taken and correct me if I get the village wrong! That’s why I’ve decided to make this blog all about the Wirral, instead of each town separately.

What and where is the Wirral?

The Wirral is located in northwest England across the Mersey River from Liverpool and consists of many towns and villages. The peninsula is approximately fifteen miles long and seven miles wide. The Merseyrail, a commuter train, runs through many of these small towns. I love the train system in England! Oh, that we had a train system running in the US like this! I only had to walk about a block to the train station and then travel to New Brighton, West Kirby, Wallasey Village, Port Sunlight, Bidston, Birkenhead, and more, most in the matter of minutes. The same trains would travel in the other direction across the river to Liverpool, Crosby, Southport, and many other little towns.

First, let’s get on the train at the Birkenhead North station and travel to  New Brighton.
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New Brighton, England

New Brighton, England

New Brighton, England

New Brighton, England

New Brighton, England

One of six mermaids lining the streets of New Brighton, part of the
Mermaid Trail.

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Fort Perch Rock is a coastal defence battery built between 1825 and 1829.

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One of three cast iron shelters made in the late 19th century.

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Black Pearl pirate ship, an art installation, constructed mostly with drift wood.

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Arizona Sunset

                                                          L. Grimley

Seek not peace, yet seek not strife,
But be assured that all will be
As God has set forth for all destiny.
Come not looking for answers smooth
To questions of life as yet unused.
Live each day knowing that when
The time has come for things undone,
That all will unfold and all will be told,
As those of old have seen and spoken
From days long ago.
                                               L. Grimley

Once In A Blue Moon – a haiku

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 Up high in the sky
Beaming smile for all to see
Once in a blue moon

First I painted Mr. Moon on yupo paper with alcohol inks,  then uploaded to computer and worked a little digital magic.

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Prayers To All Those In Need Today

Take refuge in the Lord! The LORD is my rock and my fortress and my deliverer, My God, my rock, in whom I take refuge; My shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.

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The Lord is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer;

my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge,

my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.

                                                                 Psalm 18:2

Flower Symphony – a poem

Flower Symphony

Beauty is fresh and as lovely
As be the flowers in springtime,
As they wobble their heads gently in the breeze,
As they slowly climb their way to the stars,
For only to see the purple aplomb
Of all the angels ‘round the lilacs fair.

Centered there amongst the stars
Is a d’lightful hand of jubilant giants
Of molded mounds of marigolds,
Sitting round the echoless sounds
Of daisies pleasantly pleased with
Their effortless ease in growing
And being the forefront of things.

As all the flowers perk alike
To the stars that be aglow with light,
Sifting and seeding the sky with love,
And showing all the flowers that be:
Now, yes now comes the time to sing,
As each little flower learns to bring
Its radiance of love to all above,
And to shower about their fragrance fair.
In sharing with nature their heavenly air.

                                                    L. Grimley