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A Leaf in Watercolor

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I found this leaf in a shopping center parking lot. The wind was blowing the leaves all around. I picked it up, then saw another with slightly different coloring and chased after it. I saw a few others that I thought would make good sketch subjects, so I chased after them as well, zig-zagging after them as the wind tried to keep them out of my reach.

Maybe you saw me running around the parking lot picking up leaves? They were all so pretty. Don’t let this grey hair fool you: my inner child was happy.

I worked on it a little more after I photographed it the first time; it was not dark enough.

I worked on it a little more after I photographed it the first time; it was not dark enough.

Too light.

Too light.

 

The Music Room: Fiction Friday

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The Friday Fictioneer Challenge: Write a 100-word story based on the photo.
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Photo copyright Jan Fields

Photo copyright Jan Fields

The Music Room
Lawrence thought his arms were going to fall off; they were so achy from carrying his son around. He just had to put him down, even if for a few minutes. The crib was in the bedroom where his wife was sleeping, exhausted. He couldn’t go back in there.

Opening the top of the cabinet, Lawrence gently lowered his son into it. Slowly, softly, he picked out a few notes of Praeludium No. 1 on the spinet. His son’s cries diminished. The more Lawrence played, the more his son relaxed. By the end of the piece, the baby was asleep.
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To read other Friday Fictioneer stories based on this photo, select the smiley blue frog.