Not a Hawk

Posted on December 27, 2014 by treshabarger

I went outside and when I stepped off my front porch, I noticed something on top of the utility pole near the house. It had its back to me and I thought it was a bird, a small hawk, with the wind ruffling its feathers. I sneaked back inside and got my camera. I opened the front door slowly to minimize any noise. Tiptoeing to the edge of the porch, I raised the camera and focused.

What?! Not a hawk? Not any kind of a bird? A squirrel?! It’s a squirrel on top of the utility pole. We don’t have squirrels around here. Okay, now we have (at least ) one.

A squirrel that worked really hard to get to the top with no idea how to get down

I checked an hour later and the squirrel was still there; an hour after that, the utility pole was unoccupied.

Neighbors

Posted on December 20, 2014 by treshabarger

Some of my neighbors. Don’t think they have any sugar I can borrow.

Several head of cattle resting near a barbed wire fence

Just relaxing

Fiction Friday: Family Reunion

Posted on December 19, 2014 by treshabarger

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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