Six Sentence Story

Blurry bits of icy softness filter down, slowly covering the sidewalk. Another cold winter morning in the west. Unusual freezing temperatures intimidate the travelers as news of road closures and accidents are announced. Even the everyday bright sun we enjoy does not melt the whiteness. Weary snowplow drivers trudge up into the machine cabs, holding an already cold cup of coffee. Winds threaten but it’s a snow day from school and innocent children are full of glee.

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The Sunday Whirl

WINTER WALK

Walking through the wintry thick, where the spread of chilled flowers are sunk deep and topped with faded blooms, I hunt for the peaceful gurgle of the icy stream. The nearby barns are edged in icicles clung and their melting drumming floods the quiet air.

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SYW 1-30-23

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1. Definitely I am a romantic.

2. Not any longer😉

3. Yes, if I had a beloved😊

4. Candlelight, nice dinner at home.

I am grateful this week to celebrate my daughter and husband’s 30th wedding anniversary – they were made for each other.♥️

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JuJoJa 29

Snow and closed roads caused the loss of three grandkids’ company but the 30th anniversary party I hosted for my daughter and husband went on as planned. I had plenty of exercise vacuuming and mopping and getting everything set up. My two oldest grandsons picked up the cake and food I ordered and the folks were indeed surprised👍🏻♥️🤠

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MLMM Saturday Mix


Welcome to the Saturday Mix – Story Starter, 28 January 2023!
You will be given a sentence to start off your response. It is your choice whether you write using poetry or prose. Your sentence starter this week is:

Am I asleep, or am I dreaming? This question whirled through her mind. Seeming to swim around me, I was in a finger painting pool of bright colors. I was dizzy and the fingers of a strange hand swirling and twisting all the paint into weird round shapes is making me nauseous. Of course I was dreaming. I never learn! No more “everything on your” pizzas for me!

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