The Friday Fictioneer Challenge: Write a 100-word story based on the photo.
Photo copyright Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
As Soon As Possible
Ah, true love: snuggling by the fire, cozy coffee mornings, decorating the Christmas tree while snowflakes fell softly. That’s what Shirley thought she signed on for.
Her first winter on the farm exposed the frailness of her white wonderland fantasies. But it was Steve’s home and where he was, she wanted to be.
Except Steve wasn’t here anymore. He up and died during that storm, leaving her trying to survive, alone, in this hostile environment.
One thing Shirley knew for sure: if this storm didn’t kill her as well, she and the ponies were heading south as soon as possible.
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This is my 125th Friday Fictioneer story. To read other Friday Fictioneer stories based on this photo, select the smiley blue frog.
It's a long story ... 
Very true – the romance of living in rural isolation often belies the reality. Well done.
So sad
She got her wits together. Sad that her dreams were shattered though, but I see a good future for her and the ponies.
How very inconsiderate of him to die and leave her alone in a place she didn’t want to be!
Some people, right?!
Very well conveyed hardship of isolated living
Life doesn’t always turn out as planned. Or possibly, never turns out as planned.
Ha! I love that last night. Future snowbirds, for sure.