Author: rugby843

The old house, with its wildly, overgrown garden, was silent, secretive. That’s why he loved it and visited every time he could. He did not want to change anything about it. He had grown up in this house. His grandparents lived there also and spoiled him, of course. When he stepped in the front door, memories flooded into his mind. Most of them were good memories but as every child has their version of life, so did his parents. His parents never came after this house was sold. What they didn’t realize was that he had bought the house and they were welcome to come anytime but their memories were not as great as his. Both sets of grandparents lived with them and also died there, and I think that was the main reason they didn’t want to go back. His memories, however, as a child did not include the sorrow that his parents felt. He shut the door and locked it. Then, as he started his car, he took a long look. He knew that he would come back.

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Fandango’s Story Starter #225

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“Going to be naughty?” Susan queried, moving closer to him on the couch. Her eyes were a green sparkle he loved. “Got a stocking?”, looking to one hung on the chimney.

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Can You Tell A Story In…

This week, a friend of mine graciously allowed me to use a scene he captured. Enjoy the snowy landscape prominently featuring a few tree branches laden down with the white stuff. Apropos of this time of the year!

Please create one senryu and one haiku to accompany this image prompt. Remember that a traditional haiku describes nature or a season, while a senryu focuses on human nature and emotions.

Then, provide a link in the comments below or ping back to this post on your blog.

Here is a wrap-up of last week’s prompt. I appreciate each of you for sharing your thoughts!

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delightful nature

watch your clomping, stepping feet

no crushing allowed

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nature makes it so

here a tiny branch covered

evening beauty

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SenHai Saturday #30

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Weekend Writing Prompt #446 – Implant

He sits alone

Now the dreamer’s dream is gone

Her photo hangs above on

An otherwise empty wall

Because she was the “only”

The only everything in his life

All dreams he had are done.

One more hour he tells himself

Just one more hour and then I’ll rise

I’ll rise and search again

I’ll find a new dream.

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Thursday Inspiration #310 Oh Sherrie

Christmas conjures the vision of a snow covered shed. In the shed are animals, keeping warm in a desert night. An awkward star shines down upon the structure. Inhabitants are humble humans, except for the tiny one. A glow surrounds the infant, swaddled in his mother’s scarf. Amazed occupants gather round to admire the three, and the rest is written.

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Heavenly Tableau

snow covered mama

ancient remembrance

faithful angels by

beholders’ beauty

people are kneeling

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MTB: Picture this in Six

“What do you know about it? I’ve been on this tour twenty times, and I’m telling you, you don’t need that umbrella or that ridiculous hat! That’s an entirely British myth.” Joe suddenly realized most of the men in line had some type of hat, whether fedora or flat cap. Joe thought he might as well give up and let his friend do what he wanted. Mike adjusted his cap and boarded the bus. As soon as they arrived at Piccadilly Street, it started to rain. Joe just sighed and pulled out the umbrella he had under his trench coat.

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Simply 6 Minutes – Welcome to the Challenge: 12/09/2025

Respond to this Friday Faithfuls challenge by writing anything about cosmic rays.

Of course I have one

Hidden away

Wear it when I feel

Those cosmic rays

Mostly invisible but feel them I do

That’s why the hat is nothing new

I advise you to make one too

Easy assembly, no need for glue

Just pull out the foil

A long bunch needs

To be twisted up

The heavy type succeeds.

Good luck but don’t share it

When you feel the rays

Be sure to wear it.

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Still some icy spots and 75 mph gusty winds so loud at night you can’t sleep, but today it was sunny and 60F😵‍💫. Weird weather the past couple of years and the usual winds increasing but usually very cold which mean it’s now winter here. Today it was a mild warm wind. Lovely, except for hairdos. People looked crazy🙃😄! Everything here is copacetic so no complaints. Have a great weekend!🥳🎉🎊

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The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Dec. 13, 2025