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Birthday Story | What Do You See | Fiction

Birthday Story   On Pete’s tenth birthday, Mommy and Daddy know exactly what to gift him. Binoculars for his forest jaunts. And books. One can never be sure, which one precedes the other –  his passion for books, or his love for wildlife and birding. Mary and Oliver always buy him books that pique his… Read More Birthday Story | What Do You See | Fiction

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Kitty and Pretty : Fiction

The starving kittens land up in the landlady’s home. We call them Kitty and Pretty. One of Pretty’s eye is gauged out; from being mauled by the local dogs. We help nurse them back to good health with a feast of Mackerels. Our vet visits regularly, to clean and dress Pretty’s wound. They live outdoors… Read More Kitty and Pretty : Fiction

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Uncle Bill’s Blue Truck : Friday Fictioneers | Friday Fiction

Uncle Bill’s Blue Truck   It’s a picture perfect day. The fragrant, spring breeze stretches out to caress the azure skies. The children are out armed with, Little Hearts and Ginger ale.

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Wordle | Wordled: #WhatDoYouSee #Fiction

Wordle | Wordled For Sadje’s What Do You See? picture prompt.   “You’ve been Wordled,” guffaws Sam, as he and Nick stand in the alley exchanging their Wordle scores. “What the heck is “Wordled?” quips Antonio mounting off his two-wheeled Scooty. “Dude, it’s this 5-letter word game that has taken the internet by storm. It’s called… Read More Wordle | Wordled: #WhatDoYouSee #Fiction

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Paint My Love: #FridayFictioneers #FridayFotoFiction

Moira has stationed herself seductively on the chaise. The air hinges on love and smokes. It’s his first time. He won’t do anyone but her. Love’s true calling, as they say.   “Paint my Love” plays in the background. She is no Mona Lisa, and he no Da Vinci. But the easel and paints are… Read More Paint My Love: #FridayFictioneers #FridayFotoFiction

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Love is…: #FridayFictioneers #FridayFotoFiction

Love is…   The fall colours are surreal. The morning hour hinges on hope, romance and fresh air. Their fingers and hearts intertwined. The reckless, youthful hormones rage a storm outside.       The pedestrian looks at them discerningly. “Utterly brash public display of affection. Tch! Tch!” “Love is irrational. Love is unkind. Love… Read More Love is…: #FridayFictioneers #FridayFotoFiction

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A Star is Born: #FridayFictioneers #FridayFotoFiction

  The stage is on fire, as Jackson Maine belts one score after another. The audience is cheering non-stop, gyrating to the glorious moments. The atmosphere is phenomenally charged.     Ally is nervous as hell. It’s her first performance ever, to a packed audience of over ten-thousand. Never in her wildest dreams had she… Read More A Star is Born: #FridayFictioneers #FridayFotoFiction

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Business as Usual: #FridayFictioneers #FridayFotoFiction

The beaches are bustling. It’s business as usual. They were shut for two long years, as the pandemic continued to wreck havoc. Things have begun to ease out. People have slowly, but surely mustered the courage to travel and visit public places. The masks are still intact, not so much the social distancing! The crowds… Read More Business as Usual: #FridayFictioneers #FridayFotoFiction

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The Show Must Go On: #FridayFictioneers

Live Aid Concert, a fund raiser for the Ethiopian famine 13 July, 1985 Wembley Stadium, London Organisers: Bob Geldof and Midge Ure

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Cathy’s Kitchenette : #FridayFictioneers

In Cathy’s kitchenette, the pots and pans, the colanders and rolling pin hang loosely suspended, from a rack on the ceiling. They make for a unique sight, always grabbing eyeballs.