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Grama’s Tea

PHOTO PROMPT © Jen Pendergast Grama’s custom tea blends and that little pot had been with me as long as I could remember, first on weekends and holidays at her house, then college, my first foray into adulthood. Every Friday, … Continue reading

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Summer Time

How many times have we discussed this, the tent, the chairs, everything has its place. Why is there a chair in the trees? No one has set up the camp kitchen! The fire hasn’t even been set up, forget actually … Continue reading

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Family

Friday Fictioneers 8-28-2020 He could see the flames dancing from the top of the hill but could not hear the crackle and pop of the fire. He was not sure if it was the house or the barn. He ran … Continue reading

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The Dare

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if only we had listened

We tried to listen, but the excitement was just too much, we grabbed our towels and ran.  We loved those unpredictable waves, telling each other , “go farther”  to see who would be knocked down first. We love the water, … Continue reading

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It seemed like a good idea at the time…

Mom and Granny were busy with something and it was HOT outside. There was no pool to play in, the slip and slide had offered it last slide ages ago, and we just wanted to cool off a little. We … Continue reading

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The outline of a memory

It had to be nearby; she remembered walking this path to picnic in the shade with her grandparents. Now the area seemed so different yet so much the same it was hard to remember, should she have turned into the … Continue reading

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The Hunt

As they speak in hushed voices, the telltale sound of the dogs gets louder. She shares her thoughts, he listens and replies. They can tell by the sounds of the baying that the dogs are closing in on their prey. … Continue reading

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thank goodness for moonlight

Friday Fictioneer Wrapped like a mummy, nothing visible but a nose. Rustling sounds outside keep us awake.  We know it is nothing dangerous, a chipmunk or squirrel, but the sounds are foreign, just enough to keep us alert. Time passes, … Continue reading

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