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The Desk - Photo by Jon Wayne Fields

The Desk – Photo by Jon Wayne Fields

She sat at her desk, quill pen in hand. She had a story to tell. She had already written notes laying out the story. She had her cast of characters, built around folks that she knew, and would disguise them well enough so as they were not recognizable.

She grabbed a clean sheet of paper, and slowly dipping her quill pen in the inkwell, she began to write.

“It is truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife.”

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Thank you goes out to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting Friday Fictioneers and to Jon Wayne Fields for the photo that inspired this story!

Sometimes I have to really sit and think about what words I will put to a photo. Today this story just fell right onto the page! I love Jane Austen, and I love the story “Pride and Prejudice!” A must read for anyone! I could just imagine her sitting at a desk like this! How about you?

Chemo went without a hitch yesterday! Hoping that today will be the final of all needed treatments! :)

Thank you for stopping by today! Have a terrific Thursday! Be well! ^..^

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Let's Barbecue! - Photo by Bjorn Rudberg

Let’s Barbecue! – Photo by Bjorn Rudberg

“I don’t like it!” said Molly.

“There is nothing wrong with pink” said Raul defensively.

“Yes there is! It just does not fit.”

“Well,” replied Raul, “if you really want to get into it, how about you do something to clean up your deck!”

Molly glared at Raul. “What is wrong with my potted plants and my barbecue?”

“What is wrong is that most of your plants are dead, and let me ask you this: When was the last time you used that barbecue?”

The following day Molly lit the barbecue and started cooking. Raul sizzled as he cooked.
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Thank you to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting Friday Fictioneers! And also to Bjorn Rudberg for the photo that inspired this story!

And, many thanks to you dear reader for taking the time to stop in for a bit! Have an amazing Thursday and be well! ^..^

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I decided today, being laid up with an ankle injury after falling over one of the cats, that today I would share with you some photos of a recent road trip! I had all sorts of plans of things to be done, including heading out to take more photos, but alas, I am housebound again, and not from chemo! That is coming up next week! So, let’s hit the road for some shots! :)

A bridge on the road…

Graffiti at the Rock Creek Bridge

Graffiti at the Rock Creek Bridge

The leaves on the Buckeye trees are browning, the flowers spent, and the seed pods are now developing. Later in the season, these little pods will resemble pears.

Developing Buckeye seed pods

Developing Buckeye seed pods

Stopping in a town, I admire a building and spy a crack in a wall.

Cracked

Cracked

Driving on a dirt road we come across an area where fire swept through last year. I found it interesting that there was a fungus growing on a burnt up tree.

All burned up!

All burned up!

The hillsides were covered with spiderwebs. The sun was shining just right, so you can see one of the bowl shapes that covered the hillside.

Thorns and webbing

Thorns and webbing

The remains of wildflowers!

Spent

Spent

I love finding faeries, and they are everywhere!

Faeries

Faeries

And upon returning we stop at a creek…

Rock Creek

Rock Creek

I love the peacefulness of the Sierra Foothills! I hope that you enjoyed the shots on the road!

Have a wonderful Wednesday! And, thank you for stopping by! Be well! ^..^

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In Pieces - Photo by Alastair Forbes

In Pieces – Photo by Alastair Forbes

She reflected on her day. It started well enough. She had her morning coffee with her husband, then got dressed and went outside to spray the liquid deer fencing. Then she hit the shower afterwards because the slight breeze covered her with the spray and she smelled like rotten eggs.

She next had to deal with Amazon.com over a purchase, which they had screwed up. It took 45 minutes to come to a resolution. She had to re-pack the purchase, which with the three items had to go back to two different places, and she only had one box. She still could not believe that the one package needed two shipping labels to two different places. Once done, she was ready to head to town to meet up for lunch with friends.

Lunch was delightful. They had gone out for Chinese food. She headed back home. The aromas from the crock-pot dinner were amazing. She had made a beef chuck roast for tacos, which came out great!

She headed out to the garden to have a cocktail with her husband, which was when she tripped and fell. She found herself unzipped because she had had fallen to pieces!
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Thank you to Alastair Forbes for hosting Sunday Photo Fiction! I loved the inspiring photo Al!

And, thank you dear reader for dropping in today. Have a stupendous Sunday!

Be well! ^..^

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Due to the drought and how dry everything is here one can see many plants dropping leaves and generally just drying out. This does not leave much for the wildlife in our area to eat. It is for this reason they come into our yard for a bite to eat. Most recently the deer are making an appearance, and Uncle Buck decided to grace us with his presence!

Meet Uncle Buck!

Uncle Buck comes to visit

Uncle Buck comes to visit

This is a young buck and has not reached his full size. Here he is munching on the seed that dropped from the bird feeder.

Eating the bird seed

Eating the bird seed

They are a bit wary of me, and as I sit and watch, he keeps a close eye on me!

You looking at me?

You looking at me?

He has had his fill of bird seed and is now moving off to another area of the yard to see what goodies he will find there.

Moving to another area of the yard

Moving to another area of the yard

A doe ventured through too, and she hopped the fence and is hanging out in the neighbor’s yard. She looks over at the buck in our yard.

What are you doing over there?

What are you doing over there?

And, he still keeps looking back at me…For him this is a healthy fear of humans!

Keeping a watch on me

Keeping a watch on me

I love all the visitors we have had and am happy to say, thank God, that we have not had the cougar come by! Those we do not wish to see at all!

Thank you for taking the time to drop on by today! Have a wonderful Wednesday! See you tomorrow?

Be well! ^..^

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In the words of our Dutch relatives regarding MH17:

“Can you imagine a whole country mourning? Yes of course you can, we came in October 2001, just weeks after 9/11, to visit and saw a whole country in shock.

Today the first 40 victims arrived by plane and were transported the last 60 miles in a convoy of 40 hearses. This was shown live on television and a lot of people gathered on the route. Very impressive and emotional, one of the victims is a women of nearly 50 years who was a member of our fraternity/sorority (we were mixed, boys and girls). She was flying with her husband and son.

The whole day there were no commercial breaks on television (a first for the Netherlands I believe).

The Sad Final Journey Home – Mail Online News

One can only hope that the people who did this will see the mourning and understand the grief they caused.

No hate in the world is as strong as the love we have for each other…That is what the parents wrote whose children died.

So, love to you both!”
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To our Dutch Family: Love to you all!

Nothing can take the pain away from the families of all the victims. Nothing can replace those lives lost. Nothing can eliminate the shock and horror that people around the world felt on hearing the news of what happened to those on flight MH17.

We can only hope that those who committed this atrocity will be brought to justice and made to pay for this crime against all of us!

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Under the Lake - Photo by Alastair Forbes

Under the Lake – Photo by Alastair Forbes

She had had enough of him. She planned her get away and today was the day she would leave. She picked up the already packed suitcase. The timing was good as he was not at home, or so she thought.

She headed to the garage. Fear welled up in her throat. Out of the darkness, he was there. He grabbed her arm with force. The suitcase dropped and opened on the floor. Looking back at him, she watched as the hatchet came down. A look of shock crossed her face. Blood sprayed his face and clothes.

He drove to the lake. A passerby noticed all the blood covering him. With the body now stowed in the boat, he headed out and looked around. He was alone. He cut the engine dropped her wrapped body secured with the anchor into the lake. He watched as the body sank noticing rainbows shining down in the distance.

This he took as a sign of good luck. No one would ever leave him for another man. When he reached the shore, he tied the boat up and returned to the car. He heard a noise. Looking up, he saw police surrounding him, guns drawn.
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Thank you goes out to Alastair Forbes for hosting Sunday Photo Fiction! And for the photo that inspired this bit of flash!

Thank you, dear reader, for taking the time to stop by! Have a lovely Sunday!

Be well! ^..^

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The Impending Storm - Photo by Kelly Sands

The Impending Storm – Photo by Kelly Sands

To the folks of the small town of Dingle it looked like ordinary cloud cover. There was to be a chance of rain. And they needed it!

The season had been a fairly dry one. The last few had been fairly dry ones. This was for them a seven year drought! Many in the town said prayers asking that this be the storm to end all storms!

On the other side of clouds, the fleet set up for the attack. The clouds were the perfect cover. Then came the rumble of thunder and the commander shouted, “Fire! Fire! Fire!”
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Thank you to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting Friday Fictioneers! And thank you to Kelly Sands for the inspiring photo!

Enjoy your Thursday! Thank you for stopping by!

Be well! ^..^

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The Tower Bell - Photo by Alastair Forbes

The Tower Bell – Photo by Alastair Forbes

The bell tower was the centerpiece of the town. It was unusual in the sense that it would toll all by itself always at four in the afternoon. No one in the town knew why, no one, except for Violet. You see, she had this unique talent, one that allowed her to touch items and see events that surround those same items.

One night, as the town slept, Violet found a way to access the bell tower so that she could touch the bell. Facing the bell she tentatively reached out to the bell her fingers making contact.

In a rush images came to her. She saw the tower being constructed and heard it ringing for the first time. It was an eventful day for the town, filled with festivities. There was laughter and joy. It was in the middle of the afternoon that a storm came up unexpectedly bringing strong winds, thunder and lightning.

And, what she discovered with the touch of her hand to the bell was that at four in the afternoon that fateful day, the creator of this town bell was struck down by the lightning. She realized that this was for whom the bell tolled!
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Thank you to Alastair Forbes for hosting Sunday Photo Fiction!

And, thank you dear reader for taking the time to drop on by! Be well and have an amazing Sunday!

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The Letter - Photo by Alastair Forbes

The Letter – Photo by Alastair Forbes

June 22, 2014

Dear Bertie –

The day began with me making my morning oatmeal. I stuck it in the microwave and instead of hitting 3 minutes I hit 30. Burned the whole darn mess and now need a new microwave.

I went to go put sugar into my coffee this morning, and the lid fell off the darned thing and the entire jar went into the cup and all over the counter. What a mess!

I watered the houseplants.

When I walked the dog this morning and I went to pick up the poop, my pants split in half. Everyone stared at my Miss Kitty underwear on the walk home.

I needed to use the ladder to change a light bulb. I got two steps up the ladder and the third step split in half causing me come down so hard I broke my leg.

As I crawled to the phone to call the paramedics, I did not notice the puddle of water from the houseplants. I accidentally grabbed that frayed cord on the lamp and gave myself on hell of an electrical shock. It fried my hair.

I am now in the hospital. Please come visit.

Love Gladys
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Thank you Alastair Forbes for hosting Sunday Photo Fiction!

May your day be better than that of Gladys! Be well! ^..^

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