Two Teas for One

Alice ushered Shelley into her kitchen. “If you’d like to make some tea while you’re visiting, the tea leaves are here,” she said, opening a cupboard door. “Tea leaves?” Shelley quipped. “They’re in the canisters. The teapot and kettle are over there.” Alice pointed to them and continued, “I prefer one scoop per cup and... Continue Reading →

Rekindled Sentiments

Julie fingered the faded photo of her parents’ garden. She could feel the ghost of her younger self sharing secrets with the flower fairies. She saw herself doing cartwheels on the lawn and listening to the maple whisper life’s secrets in the breeze. She smiled at the memories. Life had thrown her its share of... Continue Reading →

Solstice Barbecue Invites

Sitting on the back porch, Jim bit into his sandwich.  “Ran into Bill this morning,” he said between chews. “He and Millie are hosting a Solstice Barbecue at their farm Saturday.” “Millie called,” Gladys added shooing away a bothersome wasp. “She told me their granddaughter had prepared invitations, calling it Granny’s Loop-de-Loop party in honor... Continue Reading →

A Golden Day

Let us put away our cares, just for a golden day. We’ll stroll o’er the hills, wildwood whispers beckoning us to a speckled fawn or a rose-white apple tree nestled among the firs. We’ll visit the meadow by the stream and lie in its cool grass. We can eat wild berries and pick honeyed blossoms... Continue Reading →

A Defining Moment

In her recent post, Charli Mills suggested that the classic formula used to create a ‘hero’s journey’ in a story or novel could be applied to any work of fiction or non fiction. Her challenge this week was an exercise to write a story in 99 words (no more, no less) that “rethinks the hero”.... Continue Reading →

The Rehearsal

Tim tosses his sister her playtime nurse’s outfit.   “But I want the stethoscope.” Sally says.  “Can’t, ‘cause I’m the doctor.” “Says who?” “Me. Now hurry!” Sally throws on the costume, grabs her doll off the bed and plods along behind her brother. They tiptoe down the stairs and are sneaking past the coat closet when... Continue Reading →

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