Earth Day – Friday Fictioneers

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Good Thursday morning, my peeps.  Hope all is well in your world!  Do me a favour and pretend this is still Wednesday, April 22 as it is Earth Day.  Which inspired this Friday Fictioneers, helped by Lily’s photo chosen by Rochelle, our delightful leader.  I’m late because apparently 24 hours in one day can, at times, be insufficient!  Should you wish to participate in this lovely challenge, please click on my frog below so you can hop over to the linky thingy and add your link!  Not sure how it works?  Click on Lily’s photo and hop over to Rochelle’s blog to find the rules and regs.  Easy peasy!

©Lily

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Charmaine stood back and analysed her still life.  She contemplated adding something extra to give it more oomph then realised that that was the point of this one.  Humans have done enough to Mother Earth already and it was more than time to show respect.  “We think we hold (or even are) the keys to the success of this planet we call home when in reality, Nature has shown us time and time again that when left to her own devices, Mother Earth heals herself.”  It was only right to leave those keys next to that plant with nothing else.

 

Freedom… For One – Friday Fictioneers

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Good Wednesday evening…. night?  ‘Tis the time the Friday Fictioneers prompt comes out and this week, our lovely hostess has chosen one of her own photos to inspire us.  Do have a go at playing along by clicking on my frog below and adding the link to your 100.  Not sure what that means?  Click on Rochelle’s photo and sail on over to her site where all the ‘splanations can be found… G’head, it’s fun!

©Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

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“You dreaming’ again, Caleb?”

“What’s wrong with dreamin’, Ma?  An’ I ain’t dreamin’; I’m wishing an’ hoping.  He said he’d come back.”

“‘If wishes were horses, beggars would ride’.  We ain’t got no horses.  Stop wastin’ yer time.  He ain’t coming back.”

“He said he would.  He said he had to see what was out there and then he’d come back to us.”

“Sorry, Caleb.  He found what he was looking for and that didn’t include us.  Ain’t nothin’ we can do about it.”

“It’s just not right, Ma.  How could he leave us?”

“Guess the pull was too strong.”

Weekend Writing Prompt #461 – Spell

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Oooh… A super short one!  Love these.  Thanks, Ms Sammi, for hosting this party weekly.

be patient

Be patient

Wait a spell

Promise made

Spring will come

Eventually

Thoughtcatcher – Friday Fictioneers

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Good Friday, my peeps!  I am rather late for Friday Fictioneers, though technically, I should be considered right on time, right?  Strange situation.  This week, our hostess with the mostest has chosen a photo by Sandra Crook.  A lovely photo it is and thank you, Sandra!  Should you want to play along, just click on my frog below and you can add your link to your 100-word story.  If you’re unsure of the ruls and regs, click on Sandra’s photo and you’ll jump over to Rochelle’s where they will be found.  G’head, it’s fun!

©Sandra Crook

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She could never be accused of being a neatnick in her home – it was clean, just not necessarily spotless.  There was, however, that one window she kept crystal clear.  Just outside said window was an old fence that had a forever-changing lace curtain of spider webs.  Their dew-enhanced beauty as the sun shone through them inspired her.  Sitting in her comfy chair she would throw her dreams and thoughts to be caught.  Sometimes it was best (and less painful for her) if thoughts were softened before she uttered them et dixit magna.  Too bad she couldn’t carry it with her…

Sound of Nothing

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Good Monday evening!  It’s Quadille Monday on dVerse and Lillian is hosting.  This time she has asked us to use the word “Silence” in our 44-word poem.

Stepping outside, my boots crunch on snow

I stop, realising there is nothing else

No traffic, no hum, no chirp

Utter and total silence

I cannot help but stand still

And allow myself to be swallowed

By the deafening nothing

Knowing it won’t last

Almost But Not Quite – Friday Fictioneers

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Good Wednesday eve, my peeps!  Gotta hit the hay but wanted to submit first.  Rochelle, did, after all, choose my photo and I do hate to be rude 😉  Should you desire to play, please click on my frog below to add the link to your 100-word story.  If you’re not sure on the rules and regs, do click on my photo so you can swerve over to Rochelle’s pad to get them!

©moi!

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I hate to appear ungracious or unappreciative, truly I do.  And I do everything in my power to keep those thoughts deep inside and out of my face!  I hate even more that I feel the feeling in the first place, especially when I know full-well the intentions are honourable and heartfelt.  They always believe(d) they (were) are giving me what I wanted and, technically, they were.  Just not quite.  A tad off.  Yes, I wanted a (fill in blank) but the style that I truly desired?  Not what you gave me.  Am I an awful person for thinking this?

The Numbers Game # 236

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Good Monday.  I admit this is an easy and fun challenge and must thank Judy for hosting it and sending me down memory lane ever week (that I participate)!

Egret – Walktober 2022 Boucherville
Deceptive long hill – 365th day of doing 10000 steps
Walktober 2020 – Why such ugly bridges in such beautiful surroundings
Love, Deserved (Prosery)
The Community – CCC
Walktober 2019
A cheat… Jeff took this pic of Anne and me
Sneaky weeds
Punta Cana, D.R.
Pristine

The Usual Exchange – Friday Fictioneers

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Good Wednesday Thursday morning.  It’s Friday Fictioneers time and Rochelle has chosen her own picture to inspire us.  I thought I would have time to finish this yesterday but nope.  Should you wish to play along and need the rules and regs, just click on Rochelle’s picture and you’ll be redirected to her joint where she gives you what you need.  Already in the know?  Then click on my frog and drop your link!  Have a marvellous day!

©Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

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“Hey Johnny!  Let’s go sit outside.  The sky is on fire tonight!  It’s gor–ge-ous.”

“How cold is it?”

Moira opened the patio door and stuck her arm out to gauge.  “It’s perfect.  Bring a blanket in case.

Grumbling he has work to, he nevertheless grabbed the blanket.  Moira ignored him, knowing he would follow.

“I don’t know why you can’t just come quietly, John.  Why must you always complain, first?”

“I’m not complain–” Moira’s look stopped him.  “Fine. I do.”

Stepping onto the balcony, Moira sighed her pleasure.  “Do what you will.  I’ll enjoy regardless.”

“Heyyyyyy!”

Moira smirked.

“Coming!”

Number 235

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Was working on stuff last night and got side-tracked and then forgot to press publish!  This Monday, Judy over at Life Lessons, gave us the number 235 – so these are what popped up.  Mostly.  Some were dissed… As per usual, I got lost in the blog posts they were associated with.  I do love this game 😉

Streetside Gallant
Felt it needed a touch of green so threw in some peas
Family Cruise Blurry on purpose – coz we be dancing!
Anfractuous – Siena
Teddy Bear
Walktober 2023 – Biosphere (former American Pavillion – Expo ’67)
Travelling during Covid
Friendship – Mini Strawberry Pavlovas
Happy Valentine’s Day Jean!
Breaking up with my Sourdough
The Hands Have It
Portuguese tapas and a ballet
Alison and me
The start of my Tuscan vacation!

In the Interim – Friday Fictioneers

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Good Wednesday, my peeps!  Over here in Montreal the sun is shining.  It’s still a tad chilly:  -4C, feels like -8C (25F/18F) but that’s fine by me.  The lunchtime walk is nigh.

It is also Friday Fictioneers time.  This week Rochelle has chosen a photo by Lori Wilson to inspire us.  Should you wish to play, click on my frog and hop on over to the squares and add your link!  If you need the rules and regs, click on Lori’s photo and you’ll jump over to Rochelle’s blog where you will find them.

©Lori Wilson

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Working in a diner kitchen off Route 66 was not part of her plan.  Plan?  What plan?  After finishing high school she didn’t know what she “wanted to be when she grew up” so she didn’t apply for university.  Working for a bit would hopefully inspire her.  So here she was at Shelly’s, making breakfast and lunch options composed of the usual unhealthy fare:  eggs, hashbrowns, disgusting (to her) sausage gravy on biscuits, burgers, fries…

Despite the menu, she discovered she enjoyed and had talent in the kitchen.  “I know what to study now!  Culinary Institute of America, here I come!”