A Saturday Snapshot: find the kitty

July 27, 201342 Comments

Do you see *her?

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*Her name is Miss Kitty and she is one of two kitties we inherited when we bought the Mountain Farmlet. The kitty boy is named Neville after this fellow!

Neville is even more camera-shy than Miss Kitty, but seems to be well fed. I will keep trying to get a photo of him and post it if I do. We are hoping that once we get moved up onto the mountain that they will be less skittish and come around more often. 😉

PS: The young man down the road is being paid to keep them fed and watered in our absence, so never fear! 😀

Friday Fictioneers: heavenward

July 25, 201345 Comments

Once again I bring you exactly 100 words for the Friday Fictioneers weekly prompt. I really pushed myself to find something to say about this cloud picture, which is odd for me since I love clouds so much.

Thank you Rochelle!

When she awoke she was surprised to find that she had wings. Pure white, strong, yet smooth to run your hands over. She looked around the house one last time. She wanted to remember everything she had loved about the place.

They’d had a great life together. Looking at his tired, careworn face she leaned in for one last kiss, and whispered, “I’ll always love you.”

As she rose higher, she forgot the cares of her earthbound life, and gazing out over the clouds she tried to remember something important.

“It doesn’t matter.” she said, and smiling she soared upward.

Words: 100

Friday Fictioneers: the curious incident of the bicycle in the woods

July 17, 2013July 18, 201349 Comments

Friday Fictioneers 7/19/2013

Writing a short piece in only 100 words is always challenging, and although no one minds that you go over or under by a word or two, I find that I do.

So thank you Rochelle for pushing us each week to crank up our creativity and get something written. I enjoy the challenge, and even though I can’t always get a story to come out of the prompts, I nevertheless enjoy everyone else’s contributions!

This weeks challenge photo is from Anelephantcant

Maren leaned her bicycle against the tree in front of the police station. Earlier, she’d found a rusted, two-wheeler almost completely swallowed by a large tree. Her imagination in overdrive, she’d wondered how the child’s bike got so far into the woods, how many years had it been there, and what had happened to the poor child? Imagining foul play she went inside to make a report.

Thirty years previous…

Eric propped the bike against the tree, wondering, “How long will it take for the tree to swallow it?

Then, as children often do, he forgot about his experiment.

Story: exactly 100 words

Additional inspiration sparked from this photograph. 😉

Play Ball!

July 6, 201342 Comments

After far too many months of illness we had begun to think that our little circus dog, Tucker, would never play ball again. He simply had no desire to even get up.

However, tonight at the dinner table a ball suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

Bob said, “Where did this come from?”

To which the Little Dog enthusiastically replied,