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#86: Springtime Flowers

March 21st may be considered the first day of Spring by many, but Mother Nature doesn't always agree. Depending on where you live, the daffodils could be showing their sunny faces or still hibernating under frozen soil.

For me, it’s usually a mix. Here you can be wearing shorts one day and shoveling snow the next, but one thing is consistent: as soon as the weather warms up, I’m bursting outside to gulp down that fresh air and watch the world come back to life. This week, regardless of what the weather actually holds, let’s celebrate the season of rebirth and renewal. After all, in our imaginations the sun can always be shining and the birds can always be chirping!

This week's prompts

Set your story at a park during a spring festival.

Spring – 82 stories

Write about a character coming out of a long hibernation (either literal or metaphorical).

Spring – 158 stories

Write a fairy tale about someone who can communicate with woodland creatures.

Kids – 168 stories

Start your story with one character pointing out the first sign of spring to another.

Spring – 107 stories

Write a story where flowers play a central role.

Spring – 278 stories

Stories

“Bobby's Day Out” by Suma Jayachandar

Submitted to Contest #86

“Daddy look! the sleeping man… his ears are out now!” little Bobby pointed to the maroon-coloured new leaves that had barely made their appearance from the skeletal bush of Crepe-Myrtle. Chris moved closer and smiled. “Yup, we will see the pink flowers blooming soon enough,” he said trying to match the excitement of his 6-year-old son. It was a bright Sunday morning and both of them were in their house garden. After the bitter winter cold, late March had brought in perfect mornings though the nights were still chilly. Sarah had gon...

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“The Perfect Flower” by Christy Sutton

Submitted to Contest #86

“Mommy, oook”Her perfectly shaped lips formed an O as she drew out the word. She bounded forward, racing toward her new discovery. A flower. There, in the middle of the sidewalk, as a beacon of the undeniable season that lies ahead. I remembered our spring days last year, soaking up the sunlight like a sponge after enduring the never-ending winter.Sara bent down low to observe the treasure; her bottom almost touching the ground. Her plump little finger stroked the pale orange petals, the color of sun just peeking over the horizon, caref...

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“The Crocuses” by Lynn Dewees

Submitted to Contest #86

Neil wouldn’t know a crocus if it came up behind him and bit him in the ass. But when Melinda said “Spring is in the air. The crocuses are in bloom.” he thought it would be churlish to mention his lack of botanical knowledge. He just smiled. Melinda and he worked the third shift at the diner. She waited tables, he washed dishes. She was excellent. She calmed irate patrons with just a word and a smile. She managed multiple tables full of demanding customers with poise and grace. Neil was developing a crush on her, but was resisti...

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“That Fuzzy Feeling” by Debra Sue Brice

Submitted to Contest #86

“Well,” Briella spat several fine brown hairs out of her mouth as she spoke. “I think it’s official.”“What’s that?” Delaney called from Daisy’s stall. She was trying to maneuver the fluorescent pink halter on her little paint mare who was obviously feeling a bit frisky and obstinate on this brisk March day. The coolness of winter hung heavy in the barn while the sun warmed the outside air.“Spring has sprung,” Briella chuckled, half sarcastically but mostly because she was covered in more hair than her horse, Maximus. Her ten year old thoroug...

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“The Robin” by David Dicaire

Submitted to Contest #86

The Robin Lilly and Randy were walking home from school talking like they did every day, two carefree kids without any real worries. The sky was blue, the sun was shining and it was just a grand day. She stopped and motioned him to remain quiet. “Look at the robin over there.” “So what?” “So what, you clump head, that is the first sign of spring.” Randy watched the robin hop about looking for food from the ground that was still hard and mostly free of snow. The winter had been very tough on everyone. “I wish I had som...

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“Spring by Mail” by P Thrall

Submitted to Contest #86

Reedsy Contest #235: Springtime Flowers 4. Start your story with one character pointing out the first sign of spring to another. Spring By Mail I’m a pretty lucky kid. Nana and Gramps live just outside of town and I can walk there from school. I’m welcome to visit anytime I want, so I go a lot. Home’s a bit rocky with the folks and I don’t really fit in with the kids here. I don’t play an instrument or sports. Nana and Gramps are great. They let me drive their tractor, climb in the orchard and swim w...

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“Shimmer this” by Annette Ashthorpe

Submitted to Contest #86

SHIMMER THIS Anya’s eyes fluttered open, her heart accelerating as she remembered the embarrassing incident from the previous day. Slowly sitting up she stretched her arms out to the side and wiggled her toes against the yellow stamen of the lotus flower she was curled up inside. The beautiful flower reacted by closing its petals tightly around her playfully, causing her to giggle. Once the flower opened up again she jumped out and landed on the dew tipped grass and proceeded...

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“,OH ROSE! MY LITTLE ROSE!!” by Gurumoorthy Narasimhan

Submitted to Contest #86

Laal Baagh! The beautiful green botanical garden in Bangalore which is the heart throb of Bangaloreans! The long rows of trees encircled by bunches of flowers all around makes you feel that this is the Paradise and you are the receiver of the best gift from the Creator. When the Spring springs from the cycle of seasons, I go around and around this garden unmindful of my existance and the world around. My parents named me Ajay. I have blissfully crossed 21 Springs so far. I am a commerce student but I feel that my teachers are the trees in th...

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“A Blooming Friendship” by Ed Westhoven

Submitted to Contest #86

A Blooming Friendship Matt Finley was in the doldrums. A writer by trade, he had just finished his latest project and the manuscript was now with the publishing company. All he could do now was wait. Waiting though, was the problem. During the process of writing the book, Matt’s wife had suddenly passed away from a heart attack. Between making arrangements and trying to adapt to a life without Betty, he had nearly been overwhel...

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“Celosia” by Victor Raya

Submitted to Contest #86

Celosia "That one, right there. That's the one I was telling you about." The Man glanced toward where the Woman's finger was pointing and shrugged. He didn't seem too impressed, which was nothing new. The Man walked over to the flower bed and cupped the particular flower in his hand. "Allium, so what?" the Man said. "So, that's the flower I told you I saw behind that guy's ear. It was just stuck there, blowing around but never falling out. He was even riding his bike, but the damned thing just stayed in his ear." ...

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“Death by Flowers” by Gold Albatra

Submitted to Contest #86

“I was born differently. I know I was. I was born a monster, a creature nobody understood. You might not know who I am. But I know who you are. I am everything and nothing. I am alive and yet dead. I am everywhere and nowhere, I am controlling you and still don’t care. I am life and death, I am the future and the past, but also the present. I am the daughter of Mother Nature, I was raised by the Rain, tortured by the Wind, healed by animals. I am a survivor. I am a hero and a villain. But mostly, I am the cruellest little thing you have ever...

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“Daisies” by L Kim

Submitted to Contest #86

I've never liked flowers. Yes, they're pretty and nice-smelling and all that garbage. In my opinion, they're solely overrated. Sold at high prices just to wither and die three days later. There's no point to them, really. I'd rather tell someone I love them instead of handing them a bunch of half dead roses. Maybe it's because I was named after a flower that my dislike of them grew. Being named Daisy was no easy task throughout school. All throughout classes, teachers would assume that I loved flowers, or at least liked them. As ...

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“The Love We Grew” by Cecelia Annan

Submitted to Contest #86

“Hey!” Freya shouted. “Don’t touch that!” Perhaps she should have more sense than to yell at a strange man encroaching on her property, but she was more concerned with her basil buds at the moment. The man looked surprised to see her. He wore clothes she didn’t recognize, with a cloak made of the richest blue she had ever seen. He was devilishly handsome, with a face and body that looked as though it was sculpted by the gods. She would’ve blushed at his handsomeness had it not been for the emergency at hand. “Are you deaf? I said don’t touch...

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“The Forbidden Fruit” by Hosea Guy

Submitted to Contest #86

“You know, this is my favorite flower,” says Chris Roberts to his son, Alex. “Of all the flowers I’ve grown and nurtured in my lifetime, this one is my favorite.” He strokes the pink petals of a radiant tulip he has growing in a vase of cloudy water. The scant evening light shines through the basement window and touches Alex’s face like a ghost’s finger. It shows Chris the blood on his son’s face, a dry line of scarlet running to his chin from the wound on his forehead. Alex whimpers, shifting anxiously on...

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“A Flower In Disguise” by Emma Yadani

Submitted to Contest #86

Warning: Slight mature content ahead.A long time ago, in a peaceful land where everything was surrounded by trees and plants, there lived a farmer named Eric. He was a smart young man who's married to a beautiful woman named Ivy. Even though they had been married for more than two years now, they never did become a happy couple as others do. One thing he hated about his wife was her filthy mouth that would often throw harsh insults to his job as a farmer. However, he didn't say anything about it and just stood silent like a robotic...

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Title: Flowering Walrus

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