A splash of color, in contrast to our grey skies that we’ve had lately. A memory from last summer; a promise for the next summer.
A reminder of life’s cycles
Monday Up Close
A Summer Promise
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Winter’s Day
First day of winter. And, as the song goes (California Dreaming by The Mamas and the Papas), the leaves are brown, the sky is grey.
This little oak tree keeps all its leaves up until the last minute. I’ll try to remember to check it each day to see when the “last minute” is.
Brown leaves
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In contrast, this Burr Oak tree has lost most of its leaves. The two photographs were taken yesterday, just a few minutes apart.
Grey skies
Neighbors
Some of my neighbors. Don’t think they have any sugar I can borrow.
Just relaxing
Fiction Friday: Family Reunion
The Friday Fictioneer Challenge: Write a 100-word story based on the photo.
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Friday Fictioneer photo prompt. Copyright Douglas M MacIlroy
Family Reunion
Good, a nice crunchy cockroach. I hope it will be enough for the family reunion. I can’t remember who all is coming. Let’s see, 175 of my children, 327 grandchildren and 809 great-grandchildren. All those munchkins! I’m just going to call everyone Sweetie and Honey.
Guess it’s too much to expect everyone to behave for a few hours. Sheila won’t; she kills and eats her husband soon after they arrive; it’s always so embarrassing. (A new husband each year, too. Where does she find them?) The kids run all over, ripping up my web and then . . .
Oh, there’s the doorbell!
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Little Donkey
Just down the road from us. The little donkey was outside the fence, but now he’s safe with his mom in the pasture.
Young donkey
