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It has been a while since I have written for the Sunday Photo Fiction, and I am ready to start getting back into the swing of things. Here is the photo prompt for this week and my story entitled “Time.”

Watch - Photo by Alastair Forbes

Watch – Photo by Alastair Forbes

As soon as he finished whispering into the watch, he looked up and noticed that the world shifted. The air in the park smelled fresher, and the walkways were free of litter. No sounds of the 21st century existed here. Women adorned in long Victorian dress held onto the arms of men properly attired in suits. They strolled arm in arm. Jeremy looked down at what he was wearing and was happy to discover that he blended in.

He was giddy with joy because his invention worked. He did need to keep it concealed because no one in the 1870’s wore anything of its kind. With the camera hidden in the upper pocket of his waistcoat and the wire hanging down to his side, he snapped off photos.

Jeremy noticed a younger man watching him. Turning quickly he walked the other way and looking back he realized that the man was following him. He ducked into a courtyard of one of the many buildings and hid. Taking a deep breath, he pulled up the sleeve on the jacket and began whispering into the watch.

It was then the man grabbed his wrist.  And, they both fell into the future.

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Thank you to Alastair Forbes for hosting this delightful challenge, and to you too dear reader for taking the time to stop on by! Have an amazing week and be well… ^..^

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Hello my dear readers. I have been absent for far too long and have missed posting to this blog. Illness crept around the corner, grabbed my by the lungs, squeezed me, and landed me in the hospital, where I still am today. I managed to contract an odd variety of pneumonia. Never had this before and do not ever want to have this again either. Today, I am actually feeling a lot better and felt like creating a post.

The challenge for today’s WordPress Photo Challenge, Cheri has chosen the topic “Today was a good day.” Because I am stuck indoors, with a tiny window allowing me to see the tops of pine trees, I decided that I would share some favorite photos with you of what I would much rather be seeing. This will make my day a good day.

Seeing my dog Astro.

Astro

Astro

My cats….

Madison.

Missing Ms. Madison

Missing Ms. Madison

Toby.

Toby

Toby

Scrappy and Toby.

Is it OK if we play with this box?

Is it OK if we play with this box?

I would include my husband in these photos but I do get to see him every day when he visits.

I have missed you all! I am not sure how I will be feeling tomorrow, and if I can do it I will post again tomorrow. You take care and be well. Thank you for stopping by! ^..^

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Good day to you my fellow bloggers and readers. I have been under the weather for a number of days and finally feel, as I recover, able to concentrate on writing a story. I am participating in Friday Fictioneers, hosted by the lovely Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. This challenge requires a complete story using 100 words or less. Here is the photo prompt and my story…

Mutated Moths - Photo by Madison Woods

Mutated Moths – Photo by Madison Woods

Few knew about the mutation of moths. These unassuming insects had turned carnivore. I discovered this the other night at home.

I was sitting outside eating my burger. I needed more mustard. I separated the bun from the burg then went to get it. When I came back, moths covered my food. They appeared to be tearing at the meat. I watched for a bit and then waved them off. Reluctantly they left.

Three days later, after work I went back to Mickey D’s to grab a bite. Who do you think I found at the drive up window?

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Thanks go out to Rochelle for hosting, and to Madison for the inspiring photo. To you dear reader, thanks and be well… ^..^

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This week, Cheri Lucas Rowlands over at WordPress, has chosen the topic “beneath my feet” for the photo challenge. So, let’s take a look at some photos of where my feet have taken me.

What is beneath my feet is:

The deck of a cruise ship.

Split image

Split image

The dry earth of the desert.

It is dry as the desert here!

It is dry as the desert here!

Winter snow.

My house in December

My house in December

A meadow.

The herd returns - see the ranger?

The herd returns – see the ranger?

Hoover Dam.

The overlook bridge

The overlook bridge

A beach.

A beach view in Puerto Vallarta

A beach view in Puerto Vallarta

A trail in Big Trees State Park.

One of the smaller trees

One of the smaller trees

I hope that you enjoyed my photos for this challenge. Have a splendid weekend, and be well… ^..^

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Light in the sky - Photo by Madison Woods

Light in the sky – Photo by Madison Woods

It was a quiet night for Jenny. The kids were sleeping. Her husband had gone out with friends. She sipped on tea as she read. Suddenly, she heard a strange sound and saw a light flashing in her backyard.

Heading outside, the sound stopped, and the only light was the moon behind the clouds. Still looking up, she saw that the moon had moved its position quickly. “That’s not normal,” she thought.

Three hours later, she found herself standing in the backyard. Police, family and friends were in the yard. They had been looking for her. She was missing time.

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This is my story written for Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Thank you for hosting Rochelle, and also to Madison Woods for the photo that inspired this story.

Thank you dear reader for stopping by today. Have a terrific Thursday and be well… ^..^

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Today, the start of a work week, is the day that I devote to hosting the Mondays Finish the Story challenge. In the challenge, I ask that you write a story using between 100-150 words and that you use the opening line and the photo prompt to create your story. The opening line of the challenge is in bold and italics. Here is my story.

Nightshade - © 2015, Barbara W. Beacham

Nightshade – © 2015, Barbara W. Beacham

“The team employed the use of Nightshade to get the information they wanted from their captive.” He was the last of the Knights Templar. They wanted him to reveal the location of the Arc of the Covenant.

Many believed that the Arc is located inside the money pit on Oak Island. The team was unsuccessful at finding it there.

They held the prisoner’s nose closed and put the cup to his lips. He had no choice but to open his mouth if he wanted to breathe. Some of the liquid dripped into his mouth. After a half hour, they could see the drug was taking effect.

His pupils dilated, his speech a bit slurred. They began questioning the knight who responded with one word. “Frog!”

The team looked puzzled. What did a frog have to do with the arc? They poked at the knight and asked again for the location of the arc on Oak Island.

“Wrong,” said the knight, “Frog Island.”

New excavations began immediately.

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I hope that you enjoyed my story today! You too can join in on the Mondays Finish the Story challenge by clicking HERE!

Thanks for stopping by and have a wonderful week. Be well… ^..^

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Egyptian Trinket Box - Photo by Alastair Forbes

Egyptian Trinket Box – Photo by Alastair Forbes

Vivian saw the Egyptian trinket box at her favorite new age store. The box spoke to her. She just had to buy it. When she got it home, she set it in amongst her other new age items. She placed it so the moon and the stars faced out into the room.

Before going to bed that night, she placed her hands around the pyramid shaped box, closed her eyes, took a couple of deep breaths and said a prayer. When she was done, she crawled into bed, and drifted off to sleep.

The room was dark and the only sound was her slow and steady breathing. Suddenly, the box began to vibrate. It shifted a bit, and the two sections began to separate. A light began to emanate between the three pieces. As the glow got brighter, the room became illuminated. The color of the light began to shift.

Vivian woke up surprised by the light in the room. Finding that the source was her new trinket box, she got out of bed and walked over to it. She bent over to look at it closely. Musical notes floated out of it and she found herself being swept away.

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Thank you Alastair Forbes for hosting Sunday Photo Fiction, and for the photo that inspired this story. Nice one Al!

Thank you dear reader for stopping by today. Have a spectacular Sunday, and be well… ^..^

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Krista over at WordPress has chosen the topic “inspiration” for this week’s photo challenge. She says, “What is your inspiration? What moves you? What is it that never fails to motivate you, to get you going, or make you happy? It could be the bench in a quiet section of the park where you go to center yourself. Maybe it’s a favorite piece of music or book passage that boosts your enthusiasm. Or, maybe it’s the face of the love of your life, a treasured memento, or the unconditional love you see in the eyes of your pet.” I get inspired by a number of things. Here is what inspires me.

After a rain, I am inspired to take my camera outside to take close up photos that capture the drops of water on the spring blossoms.

All wet!

All wet!

I am also inspired to look for the abundance of mushrooms that pop up after a spring rain.

Mushrooms in moss

Mushrooms in moss

I like finding places that offer serenity and a place to relax.

The chair seen a second way

The chair seen a second way

Because of the beauty that I find in places, I am inspired to explore. Here are some shots of places that I have seen on these explorations.

Hiking through some rough terrain, I discover this lovely view of a beach.

The calm of the sea

The calm of the sea

Walking the trail gets me to a good viewing area enabling me to capture this shot of Half Dome in Yosemite.

Half Dome and Yosemite Valley from Glacier Point

Half Dome and Yosemite Valley from Glacier Point

Hiking a trail in Volcanoes National Park on the big island of Hawaii, the shrubbery opens up and I am delighted by the view.

Pit Crater of Kilauea Iki

Pit Crater of Kilauea Iki

What inspires you? To see what inspires others, click HERE!

Thanks for dropping by today and be well… ^..^

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Bottle collector - Photo by G.L. MacMillan

Bottle collector – Photo by G.L. MacMillan

I went junking today at the flea market. I was looking for something new to add to my old bottle collection.

Heading down the last row sat a woman. Her grey hair was like a birds nest, and in spite of the heat, she wore heavy shawls. She had old bottles. I picked up an old Coca-Cola bottle. I had to buy it. Twenty five cents was a bargain.

Back at home, I sat the bottle on the shelf with all the others. It was a lovely addition. The date on the bottle: December 25th, 1925. This was one of few Christmas Cokes ever made.

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Thank you Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers, and to G.L. MacMillan for the photo that inspired this story.

Thank you dear reader for stopping by today. Be well… ^..^

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Today, the start of a work week, is the day that I devote to hosting the Mondays Finish the Story challenge. In the challenge, I ask that you write a story using between 100-150 words. I ask that you use the opening line and the photo prompt to create your story. Today, I am using the opening line of the challenge at the end of my story. It is in bold and italics. The photo prompt follows the story.

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It was an ordinary day for him. After having a good stretch and getting out of bed, he made his way into the kitchen. He walked over to two legs. He made himself known by rubbing his body against those legs and meowing loudly saying, “Stoke my belly.”

After getting his ears rubbed, a bowl of gravy and shrimp appeared on his placemat. Finishing the meal, he sat, licking the left paw to clean his face, then switching to the right. Purrfect.

He jumped up on one of the dining room chairs, hidden by the tablecloth. The wimpy dog walked by so he had to take full advantage of his concealment. He shot out his right paw, claws extended, swiping the dog on the nose.

The dog yelped and ran. Two legs ran to the dog. The cat heard his name. He was in trouble. Moving from the chair, he thought he found the perfect hiding spot.

You Can't See Me - © 2015, Barbara W. Beacham

You Can’t See Me – © 2015, Barbara W. Beacham

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I hope that you enjoyed my story today! You too can join in on the Mondays Finish the Story challenge by clicking HERE!

Thanks for stopping by and have a wonderful week. Be well… ^..^

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