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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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I am sitting outside the chimpanzee enclosure at the Sacramento Zoo waiting to do an interview. The younger ones seem to feel the world revolves around them. True for the humans too, but the old guy: He knows what life is all about. As I wait to interview him, I am told to stand back and give him a moment.

A quiet moment

A quiet moment

Then I am ushered in. There is a bit of tension. The old man that I am to interview…told me to take this next photo but I should not mention that he is an old man…

The old man

The old man

He looks over at me. “So, did I win the pretty feet contest for 2014?”

I tell him that he won second place. He grins and he says, “Maybe because I gave the finger?”

Pretty Feet of a Chimpanzee

Pretty Feet of a Chimpanzee

A smile spreads across his face. He tells me, “I’ll be good for a photo if you want to take it…No giving the finger!”

No finger here!

No finger here!

“What advice would you give to the younger generation?” I ask him.

“Be nice to others. When you do, you will be rewarded,” he says.

Mom always said be nice to others and you will get rewarded!

Mom always said be nice to others and you will get rewarded!

“Hang on just a sec, and thanks for the nuts! They look so good, I just have to have a bite,” he says.

Hang on a sec I need to have a quick bite!

Hang on a sec I need to have a quick bite!

“Now I think you are supposed to talk to one of the younger ones. Hey, Clyde! Yeah, you! Clyde! Talk to this woman!”

Clyde looks over at me.

He grumbles a bit and asks, “So, you wanna talk to me?” And he poses…

You wanna talk to me?

You wanna talk to me?

“Now I heard rumor Clyde, that there is a young gal here who is interested in you. What do you have to say to that?” I ask.

“Are you kidding me? She likes me?” he responds.

She said she likes me?

She said she likes me?

“That’s the word on the street,” I respond.

“You know, my Mama, and this is something maybe a Mama would only say, tells me that I am a good catch! She really likes me?”

“That’s the word on the street!”

She thinks I am a good catch!

She thinks I am a good catch!

He looks over at his buddy and whispers, “She likes me! How about that?”

Then he humbly tells me that he really is a nice guy! His mother is to blame he says. He also says that there are not many around who are as nice as he is. Then a huge smile spreads across his face and he says, “Wow! I am really digging this! What could be better? I feel really happy right now!  Mama always told me that I have a face to be loved!” He looks at me with a silly grin on his face, finger pointing…And he says, “Isn’t this a face to be loved?”

Mama always told me that this is a face to love!

Mama always told me that this is a face to love!

My interview, I am told, is at an end. I get escorted out. The interviewees, well, they are in a huddle having one heck of a major conversation! One without me!

I hope that you have enjoyed this interview! I do feel lucky that I was given the opportunity! The interview: This took place at the Sacramento Zoo. Since doing this interview, I have heard that these chimpanzees are waiting with bated breath to see this post…

To the boys I interviewed: You were great! I fell in love with each of you! I hope that we can get together again!

Rumor has it they want to get together again soon. I heard that the old man and Clyde are looking forward to it! I was told that maybe I should wear something pink…What? Wear something pink?

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The Wishing Well - Photo by Alastair Forbes

The Wishing Well – Photo by Alastair Forbes

She was walking through the local Home Depot store when she was approached by a man with a camera crew. The fellow indicated that he was looking for someone in need of a backyard makeover. Would she be interested. He told her it was free. So, she agreed.

They met outside the store and he followed her back to her place. With his crew, they went into the backyard. They looked around and asked her what she wanted to do. She told them, “I want something magical.”

They brought in the design and got to work. The centerpiece was a magical wishing well. And they brought one in and installed it in her back yard, surrounding it with geraniums. The rest of the yard was rather plain, just being crushed granite. “Well, this was free,” she thought.

After the team left she went back into the yard, and tossed a coin into her magical wishing well. The coin clinked against the side of the well and in an instant the well disintegrated into a pile of rubble. It was just another Home Depot item after all, and in the rubble was a small white label that read “Made in China.”
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Thank you to Alastair Forbes for hosting Sunday Photo Fiction!

Have a wonderful day and thank you for visiting today!

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The Winner - Photo by Alastair Forbes

The Winner – Photo by Alastair Forbes

It was a new design, one that had not been tested on the water before. The boat was sleek and trim. There it lay on the beach basking in glory.

It was the day of the Hampton races and Alastair and AnElephantCant were doing stretches as they stood by the boat.

“We are going to kick butt!” exclaimed Alastair.

“With our new design, we should be a shoe in,” said AnElephantCant.

The announcement came for the boats to get ready to launch. They moved the craft to the water and standing knee deep, life vests donned, oars in hand. The starting gun went off.

They jumped on the boat taking their respective places. AnElephantCant at the back, Alastair in front. Feet in place oars lifted the current grabbed the boat.

“Oars down,” AnElephantCant trumpeted. “In, back, up! In, back, up!”

The boat quickly on the move, as they kept pace watching the other boaters who just could not keep up!

Alastair and AnElephantCant crossed the finish line a full five minutes before the rest. They pulled the boat on shore.They collected their trophy then went to celebrate.

Lifting pints of Hampton Stout, AnElephantCant shouted,” Raise, tip, swallow! Raise, tip, swallow!”
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Thank you to Alastair Forbes for another great photo for Sunday Photo Fiction!

Another hot Sunday on the way with the temperature to hit 100 degrees! Getting stuff done early today!

Thank you for coming by today for a visit, and have a splendid Sunday!

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It Points South - Photo by Alastair Forbes

It Points South – Photo by Alastair Forbes

The day started out like any other. He went about his chores around the farm. His first stop was the hay barn to get hay for the horses. That done, he went and milked the cow. From there he retrieved eggs from the hen house, and got them fed.

He was on his way to the farmhouse with the eggs and milk when off in the distance he saw a dust devil forming. Normally this is nothing unusual. But this one looked a bit off. It was moving towards him. He moved to the right. The dust devil moved to the right. He moved left. It did too! Then it rapidly moved towards him.

Dropping the milk and the eggs, he began to run. The dust devil followed. He ran to the left, then to the right, then left again. He stopped bending down, hands on his knees trying to catch his breath! He heard it coming!

The wind whipped at his legs, grabbing him and sucking him up in its grip. It held him there. It was then that he noticed the weather vane. It never moved. With a sudden flash he found himself in the land of Oz.
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Thank you Al for hosting Sunday Photo Fiction!

I hope that you enjoyed this bit of flash! Have a splendid Sunday! Thanks for dropping in! Be well!

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Chemotherapy has me staying away from folks and from my lovely kitties! My immune system was taken down by the treatment and this limits what I can do. It is easier to just stick to the home front and then there is no risk of exposing myself to something that would be detrimental! So for today, here are some photos I took recently, that are within the constraints…

Me and the boys before chemo. After chemo, they cannot sit on me… :(

The boys have me covered!

The boys have me covered!

And I cannot even be around Madison. She does not get along with the other cats and has her own section of the house. It is for this reason that I cannot be around her. She has such a lovely face. My girl here is 16 years old…

Missing Ms. Madison

Missing Ms. Madison

Out on the deck, I love checking out the spreading million bells!

One of the million bells

One of the million bells

We re-did the vegetable garden with barrels, remember? Here is a view from above…

View from above of vegetable bed

View from above of vegetable bed

Yesterday, a huge thunderstorm blew through! The sounds were amazing as the lightning traveled horizontally in the clouds! Here is a shot of a sucker hole!

A thunderstorm blows through

A thunderstorm blows through

I hope that you enjoyed my views while under quarantine! Be well, and have a good day! Thanks too for dropping in!

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Teaser Tuesday!

Teaser Tuesday!

• Grab your current read
• Open to a random page
• Share two (2) “teaser” sentences from somewhere on that page
• BE CAREFUL NOT TO INCLUDE SPOILERS! (make sure that what you share doesn’t give too much away! You don’t want to ruin the book for others!)
• Share the title & author, too, so that other TT participants can add the book to their TBR Lists if they like your teasers!

My teaser for today:

“I’m thinking of going with a Tropical Itch,” he said.
I stared at him. “Is that a drink or a disease?”

Chapter 2 of Dying for a Daiquiri written by Cindy Sample

Dying for a Daiquiri

Dying for a Daiquiri

Thank you to Should be Reading for hosting this! Have a lovely day, and do pick up Cindy’s book! It is full of humor and murder!

Be well – B

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