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Weekly Contest #313
The air was thick with moisture, as if it was waiting patiently for the storm to fully form. Rumbles of thunder could be heard in the distance as the smell of rain was getting stronger. The sun was setting. The light dim as the clouds were getting darker. She could hear the waves hit the shoreline in that constant tidal to and fro like a soft song playing in the background, adding to the peace.The beach house had been in the family for five generations now. It was old but very well kept. Not huge by some of todays standards. Four bedrooms w...
Weekly Contest #299
Mama seems to be going very fast around the house. She is taking the dishes out of the dishwasher. I am watching her while I eat my cereal. Today I have cocoa Krispies. Mama plopped my bowl on the table so fast the milk sloshed all around and almost came over the sides. Now she has the broom out and is sweeping the floor. She keeps saying something about these darn dogs. We have two very big dogs. They are all black and almost as tall as me. They do have a lot of fur which falls off on to everything. Mama will probably vacuum next. It's no...
Weekly Contest #298
Ok, I sit here in the early stages of retirement wondering what should I do? I am young, 63, is young to me. I'm not officially old until I hit 95. Then I will say I'm old. There are times my body is telling me I'm old already but my brain pretends I'm still in my early 50's. The time when grandkids came along, I became comfortable in my self being who I am, what I like and dislike without feeling guilty about not liking something. I came in to my own, as they say, I embraced me. I also embraced that I will likely die a size 16, fluffy but...
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