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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

“Cardinals vs Robins” by Anna Romano

Submitted to Contest #86

"I'm telling you, the air is different!" My best friend Carol insisted, stopping on the sidewalk and bouncing slightly as she spoke. She took a deep breath, closing her eyes and smiling, "Can't you feel it?" I shook my head. "Everyone knows it's not spring until the robins come back or, at the very least, the flowers start to pop up. I mean, it hasn't even rained yet." "I can smell it! I'm telling you! Tonight, you watch, it'll rain and by morning you'll see flowers and maybe even your silly ca...

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“"Springs for life"” by Tariq Saeed

Submitted to Contest #86

Billy,a widow,living with her four kids in a small town.She typified a poultry farm business.Billy ,after seeing off children to their school, along with Mrs John get towards work and busied her self till late evening.It was a dark and precipitating night ,they all were home and watching precipitation from the big Windows.Somebody pell mell knocking the door.Mrs John opened the door, subsidising a young man with a brief case in hand,jumped in and said, "fairly passing through, precipitation took me". Billy frowned little when she glared...

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“The Plan” by John Meiners, Jr

Submitted to Contest #86

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“Spring Equinox” by Lavinia Hughes

Submitted to Contest #86

SPRING EQUINOX Written by Lavinia M. Hughes 1994: PROVINCETOWN, MASSACHUSETTS. Ecstatic at not having to bundle up in three layers of clothing, Stephanie hopped in her car and headed for Route 6 in Provincetown from her home in Truro, the neighboring town. She didn’t mind observing the 45 mph speed limit as it gave her time to see the beauty of the first day of spring on Cape Cod. Her car dashboard told her the temperature was 60°F. The sun was shining brightly and the sky was a cloudless, clear blue. She rolled down the wind...

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“Hanami” by Livelongandprosper 39

Submitted to Contest #86

References: Hanami: Japan cherry blossom festival (it translates to “The viewing of flowers”) Mankai: When the cherries hit full bloom A pink soft petal made its way slowly until it reached the top of Haru’s black wavy hair. Arata smiled with that bright and warm smile of his that resembled the sun of that day, and carefully picked the petal, putting it on the palm of his hand. “It seems like spring has already arrived,” he said, making his friend show his smile too, one that, although shy, was refreshing and gentle, ...

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“Act for Your Life” by Navneeth N

Submitted to Contest #86

“It’s a nice day outside, isn’t it? The flowers certainly look beautiful.” “Whatever you say, Sir. I cannot appreciate the beauty.” Brad’s face was burning, and his eyes were swelling. Luckily, the man couldn’t see them. He waited for the man to dispose of the body, dragging it to the side. “So, how's your day been?” “It's been great sir. I’ve been trying to admire the scenery. He gestured at his eyes, hoping the man would buy the act.” “Scenery, you say...” A few minutes passed, with the man thinking. He slowly moved closer to Brad, w...

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“What the spring can bring ” by Aruna Bassie

Submitted to Contest #86

What the spring can bring There I was on the official first day of spring Surrounded by countless beautiful flowers all of which different memories with each they bring Every flower different from one another in so many different ways but still all manage to send my tears rolling away I became intrigued by the various intense colours which only made all my memories all the more vivid For any colour that caught my eye caused me to recall my Mother and her many colourful dresses that she wore so elegantly comfor...

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“Your Sunshine” by Andrea Itt

Submitted to Contest #86

“You're gonna be in trouble!” Zagreus crowed pointing at his sister. “What’s going on here?!” They heard their Mother roar storming into the garden. Z gulped and took the reasonable action of treating his mother like a bear and raised his hands above his head to give him height. “Grrrr.” Percy rolled her eyes, her eyes narrowed when she saw Mack covered in dirt. She was biting her shaking lip with tears beginning to form. Percy’s eyes drifted to her garden where there were pulled up plants and disrupted dirt and trod on flowers. “Z, go i...

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“Frangipanis” by Nao Nishimura

Submitted to Contest #86

One spray to start, depending on how many flowers are in the vase, and then another if it doesn’t seem damp enough. Then you wipe each leaf gently, he was always sure to remind me to be gentle, to stroke off the dust that forms over time. He was much better at this process than I ever was, or will ever be, and seemed to find more pleasure in doing the tedious task each week than I find myself being.Back then, we filled our apartment with flowers of all kinds, much more than the amount here now, no matter the time of year, and opened the slid...

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“The Flowers Dance” by London Barnett

Submitted to Contest #86

I personally don't remember how long I had been asleep, it had felt like years, centuries even. But it had only been 4 months since mother had laid me down for my long nap. I had slowly sprouted my stem right by all my friends. I could feel the rush of warmth take over my body. It had felt like heaven after being in such conditions for so long. I felt mature and ready to take on the world! I was scared and even a little doubtful but i had faith id be one of the 32% that makes it out in this tough world, me ...

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“The Peony Princess” by Priyanshi Mishra

Submitted to Contest #86

Many years ago at Gamogun, in the province of Omi, was a castle called Adzuchi-no-Shiro. It was a magnificent old place, surrounded by walls and a moat filled with lotus lilies. The feudal lord was a very brave and wealthy man, Yuki Naizen-no-jo. His wife had been dead for some years. He had no son; but he had a beautiful daughter aged eighteen, who was given the title of Princess. For a considerable period, there had been peace and quiet in the land; the feudal lords were on the best of terms, and everyone was happy. Amid these ...

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“The Pianist” by Estelle Allen

Submitted to Contest #86

It was 2.40 on a weekday in July when Margo Barling decided to give up. Picture her there at the kitchen sink, folded over somewhat, Heberden fingers pressing the handheld to her cheek. The traffic outside Margo’s house had cleared. There’d been some road rage between two dads on the school run about twenty minutes earlier, each trying to get as close as possible to the prep school down the road. But now Margo watched the empty street, tinny music from down the phone gone cold in the sweat of the scarp of her cheek. She’d been on hold for th...

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“3 steps back ” by Emily Mckay

Submitted to Contest #86

Episode 1 At rise: in ALICE'S room. Day. ALICE'S mother LISA comes home from a hard day at work with chinese food. Sign cue: 5:40 PM LISA enters center stage right LISA ALICE, honey are you okay? LISA walks into the center stage. (LISA then spots ALICE) Sign cue: ALICE hung herself LISA No! No! Not my baby! LISA runs to stage down stage left (LISA Drops holding ALICE, LISA is crying) LISA Baby it’s going to be okay! Stay with me. (LISA checks...

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“You, flower” by M K

Submitted to Contest #86

I never really understood, why people lived so complicated lives. Why there were so many things going on in their little heads with billions of thoughts. So many options, so much freedom, still they complained about it with jealousy in their eyes and need to be someone else in their voices every time they spoke. They would come to the park every day, or just every Friday, doing the same thing all over again. Sometimes I wondered, why they desperately wanted to be someone else all the time. Or why they talked bad about those, who were so dif...

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“Dancing Dandelions” by Teresa Manuszak

Submitted to Contest #86

The meadow was cloaked in dandelions. Their yellow shine complemented the sunshine feeding their souls. Children and adults alike begged the flowers for dreams realized. Each petal had heard thousands of wishes, but still had room for a million more. Elena didn't know if the dandelion wishes worked. But she sure wanted them to. Her life had fallen to pieces in the past year. Although she had built her coffee shop to be the best in San Diego, once Coronavirus took over, the business took the same fate as restaurants across the country. Clie...

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Title: Flowering Walrus

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