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@chelsiefan71 Called for an unofficial Season 8 of Downton Abbey and @olehistorian provided us with a list of one word prompts that we thought we would share. We hope that you find this list helpful in all of your creative endeavors.

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Wonderful addition to the flower prompt challenge. Thank you, @emmajane44 for writing it and @chelsietothenorthern for the prompt recommendation.

Chapter 21

The Village Flower Show

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11279472/21/Now-and-Then

Hope you enjoy x

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Request: Peter Morgan’s Queen Elizabeths

Claire Foy (The Crown, 2016 - ) and Helen Mirren (The Queen, 2006)

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Downton Abbey 02x01

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Excellent screen capture for the prompt, @chelsie-carson. Thanks to @csota for tagging us so we wouldn't miss it.

What are you looking at, Mr. Carson? Admiring Mrs. Hughes … flower arranging skills, perhaps?

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Adorable addition to the flower prompt challenge, @joaniefan83! Thank you so much for sharing with us.

I’m sorry it took me so long to post this!! Here’s my contribution for the @chelsie-prompts challenge “flowers”… This idea came from the amazing @chelsietothenorthern… so thank her because she is awesome!!! Hope you like it!!!! 😙😙

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Funny take on the prompt, @chelsie-carson. Thank you for sharing your gifs story with us.

A little Phyllis/Julian/Jim AU for your Phyllis Friday

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Jim Carter and Phyllis Logan filming Downton Abbey s6 in Lacock (Part 2)   (Part 1)

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@chelsie-carson Thank you for this lovely response to our challenge. It is full of tender loving Chelsie. ❤

Flowers: written in response to the @chelsie-prompts flower prompt:

Excerpt:

As they made their way downstairs, Charles allowed Elsie to go first, knowing what was waiting for her. When she crossed through the living room and into the dining room on her way to the kitchen, she stopped in her tracks, a gasp falling from her lips. Placed in the center of their dining room table was a large bouquet of flowers in the most vibrant colors. Purples, blues, yellows, pinks, reds, and whites all blended together to create a stunning arrangement in a simple wicker basket. It was as if an English garden has somehow managed to find its way into their home.

Elsie walked closer to the arrangement, still speechless from her discovery, and gently touched the flowers, leaning in to breathe in their heady scent. It was then that she noticed the rest of the table. Charles has laid two place settings for breakfast using their finest china and silverware. His warm hands on her hips brought her fully back to her senses and she turned in his arms.

**teacup display

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Thank you @chelsie-carson for submitting this lovely chapter from one of our favorites, Courting A Housekeeper.

In response to the @chelsie-prompts flower challenge, I’m reposting this chapter from Courting a Housekeeper. I know many of you have already read it, but this is how their love story (in this particular story) all started.

Chapter 2: I’ll be waiting

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Thank you, @kissman91, for the lovely and heartbreaking response to the flowers prompt. You told us a love story in 500 words.

They say that flowers have a language all their own. And who doesn’t love to get flowers for a special occasion or even as a daily reminder that we’re cherished, loved, and desired. So, we’re asking you to share with us your “flower” stories, artwork, fanvids, ideas, anything you want to share ..

Does Charles surprise Elsie with a red rose on her pillow? Does Elsie present Charles with a bouquet upon retirement? Does someone has a secret admirer?

Let your imaginations run as free as a spring meadow! Please, share with us your talents!

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Thank you for sharing this lovely story with us for the gift  prompt, @canadianjudy. It was adorable and a pleasure to read.

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They say that flowers have a language all their own. And who doesn’t love to get flowers for a special occasion or even as a daily reminder that we’re cherished, loved, and desired. So, we’re asking you to share with us your “flower” stories, artwork, fanvids, ideas, anything you want to share ..

Does Charles surprise Elsie with a red rose on her pillow? Does Elsie present Charles with a bouquet upon retirement? Does someone has a secret admirer?

Let your imaginations run as free as a spring meadow! Please, share with us your talents!

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Thank you for the beautiful answer to our prompt, @olehistorian. You really managed to capture so many emotions with this one. Thank you for sharing it with us.

Hi all, I have retired for the most part but I am offering up a little something that I’ve been working on. This is mostly Elsie and Thomas in the first part and all Elsie in the second part. Charles features in this as well, but you will see what I mean. This is written in response to last month’s @chelsie-prompts challenge: Gifts. I’m just a little late.

Excerpt:

14 February 1946

She startles a bit and her head snaps up. She’s not expecting a knock at her front door this morning. It’s early yet and she’s still enjoying a cuppa and bite of toast as she watches the frost gently melt away from her kitchen window. The sun is bright and she thinks that if she wears her warmest coat, pulls on her thickest gloves, and wraps her best scarf around her neck and chest, that just perhaps it will be warm enough this February morning that she may walk over to Yew Tree Farm and visit with Mrs. Mason. She’s tired of being cooped up in the cottage. The winter’s been a cold and dreary one.

Elsie swallows down one last fortifying drop of tea and puts down her cup beside her plate and drops the last scrap of the bacon rasher she’s been nibbling on to the floor where the scruffy wire hair terrier that followed Charles home two springs ago laps it up. She reaches down and scratches the mut between his ears and thinks for the thousandth time that she never would have thought her husband would have brought strays home and yet they’ve had three of them over the course of their marriage. Lad may not be to the manor born, but he’s a good dog and keeps her company.

She’ll do the washing up after her visitor leaves. She has plenty of time for that sort of thing now. There is another knock at the door and it isn’t insistent; it isn’t rude or demanding. Whomever is on the other side probably thinks she hasn’t heard the first attempt to summon her is all. Elsie sighs and wonders who could be out on such a morning. It isn’t time for the papers to be delivered and she hasn’t ordered any milk or eggs for today.

As she passes from the kitchen through the sitting room on her way to the door, she catches a glimpse of herself in the glass. She touches a hand to her hair and smoothes it across the mostly white strands; a few threads of brown stubbornly hang on, but she wonders for how much longer. She’s never been a terribly vain woman, but she still keeps herself up. Even though her hips have filled out and her shoulders have rounded. She looks more a grandmother now than the housekeeper. Funny the irony of it. She isn’t Granny to anyone; she has no grandchild to cuddle. She hasn’t been Mrs. Hughes in nearly two decades; she hasn’t a house with staff to command. She is simply Mrs. Carson and it’s the simplicity of that title suits her best.

It’s only when she opens the door and the cold comes rushing in that she realizes she is still in her dressing gown, and she instinctively wraps her free arm around herself. But this man, the one who is standing before her so early this morning will not mind if she is still in her dressing gown and slippers because he’s seen her like this many times before in the middle of the night when there was a crisis. When William and Mr. Matthew had gone missing, when flu had overtaken the house, when poor Lady Sybil had died so suddenly, and when Lady Edith set fire to her bedroom that awful night.

“I hope that I didn’t wake you.”

“No. Old habits,” she responds fondly. “It is freezing. You’ll your catch death. Come in.”

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What a wonderful response to the “gift” prompt, @joaniefan83! Thank you for sharing your talents with us. Adorable as ever!

Took ages, but here’s my contribution to @chelsie-prompts challenge using the prompt “gift”, and well, who doesn’t love some Valentine’s fluff?… Dedicated to the amazing and beloved @chelsietothenorthern… thank you for always encouraging me!!! Love u!!!

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Who doesn’t love to receive a gift from the heart? Whether it’s for a special occasion like a birthday or holiday (like Valentine’s Day), or a simple gift to say “I love you,” the possibilities are endless. So, let your imaginations run wild and dream up some lovely GIFT for Charles and Elsie.

We challenge you to GIFT us with your responses to the prompt! Have fun!