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Submitted to Contest #53
And so, it begins, another day in a heatwave. The morning sun rises, and the condensation of the morning dew fills the valley. Birds swoop the ground early for their breakfast. Hummingbirds fight over the feeder that is filled with sweet relief to drink before they hide during the afternoon when the sun reaches its highest point in the sky. A gentle morning breeze blows through the trees, but it offers no help as the humidity rises. An overcast sky hints maybe a rain shower to crash the afternoon. Enjoying a brand-new day on the front porch ...
Submitted to Contest #51
Emma placed her bags in the trunk and hopped into the driver’s seat. It was going to be a long drive, but well worth the destination. “I haven’t been home since graduating high school. I wonder how much has changed?”, she thought. She put the car in drive and drove toward the east coast, leaving her world behind just for a few days. Excitement drove for 10 hours and the remaining three hours were driven by “ready to get it over with”. Emma had forgotten how long the drive was and exhausted was an understatement. Just a few more miles to go. ...
Submitted to Contest #50
Climbing the rope ladder up the tall oak tree seemed as though it would take forever to reach the top. A beautifully, proud, vast oak with years of embedded roots just behind the house in a quiet area of woods embossed with nothing but the sounds of tweeting birds and chirping squirrels that scurry for the acorns at the base of the tree. Rays of sunlight bead through the trees to warm the wooded floor bottom. As I excitedly climb the ladder to reach my favorite place, I cannot help but imagine what will come to life today. Imagination is fre...
Submitted to Contest #49
I opened my eyes to the sun shining gloriously melting the last of the frost on the night’s cold ground. The wood stove held nothing but gray coals from the fire that burned all night. I made my way to the coffee pot to prepare my morning ritual, as the first words spoken of the day are held until the first sip. The French vanilla creamer perfectly mixed in coffee closed my eyes again with heavenly appreciation as I try to wake up to begin the day. Milling over coffee for an hour and basking in silence, the fog in my mind begins to dissipate...
Submitted to Contest #47
Suitcase in hand, you head to the station, longing to escape the reality of quarantine and violent protest that devour our nation and what it stands for. Your suitcase filled with just the essentials, waiting patiently at the ticket booth to purchase a first class pass to the farthest beach of white sand with an endless blue ocean for tranquility and peace. Your tropical drinks with tiny umbrellas are served with a smile as you lay in the warmth of the sun and music plays in your mind that sweeps you away on a glistening wave. It still seems...
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