MLMM Photo Challenge

Martha looked lovingly at the sewing supplies. So many years using these items making costumes for school plays, Halloween, baby and kids’ clothes and doll clothes. All years ago providing beautiful memories of what her hands used to be capable of. She placed the items wrapped in tissue into a box to send to her granddaughter.

Photo Challenge #483

Fandango’s Story Starter

This week’s Story Starter teaser is:

You should have seen the look on his face when…I pulled off my trench coat! I thought he’d be pleased, excited, turned on maybe, but this? I read it in the fashion magazine, it was the latest thing! I pulled the trench coat back over my stringy fashion find, all revealing with no underwear. What I didn’t expect was him fainting, falling flat on his face! I helped him up and found a towel to push against his broken nose, drove him to the ER and sulked.

http://fivedotoh.com/2023/09/26/fandangos-story-starter-116/

MLMM Wordle

Autumn always rustles my bones.

The falling leaves, harvest moonlit scents drifting in on cooler breezes.

Blustery days when a scarecrow tries to tear himself from the field to be free.

Round orange pumpkins sacrificing themselves to be Jack-o-lanterns or maybe they look forward to being on display, however brief.

Sitting by a fire, covered in a flannel lined ancient quilt, edges ragged but still warm.

Sipping a mug of cider made from crunchy red apples.

Wordle #341

SYW 9-25-23

1. Do you remember your first teacher at school? She was a single young woman from NYC to teach a one room schoolhouse of 24 students, grades 1-6.

2. What was your best and worst subjects? I loved every subject but math my worst in high school.

3. Were you encouraged in class or did you just muddle along? I was very shy so I guess muddling ☺️

4. Would you like to be a student today? No.

Gratitude: As always I am grateful for my loving family.

Share Your World 25th September

Six Sentence Story

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I’ve never been a fan of milk even growing up on a dairy farm. I was a skinny child, ate whatever I wanted but it was all healthy choices. My one room schoolhouse teacher thought I was too thin. Her solution was for me to draw a bottle of milk on the blackboard every morning in front of the rest of the 24 students showing how many glasses of milk I drank the day before. Needless to say I was humiliated even though I loved the teacher and knew she thought she was doing a good thing. A conversation this month on my birthday with an old friend and fellow student in those days, said she remembered the teacher drawing a cake for my birthday on the board—I told her I only remembered the milk bottles.

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Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Word Prompt!

FFFC – Bueller?

I guess I survived, maybe? I don’t see another living thing around me, so am I sure I am alive myself? Oh, cool, Eddie, two seconds after the world ends and you’re already talking to yourself! But did the world end? Hello, hello, is anyone out there? One minute I was sitting in the barber’s chair getting my monthly trim, then a bright light and now this! Was there a nuclear blast, did I have a heart attack and this is hell? It’s certainly no heaven because it’s hot, and sand everywhere, I hate sand. I’m not a beach person…okay so it must be hell. I never really believed it existed…hello? Hello?

Eddie continued trekking in the sand of which there seemed to be no beginning and no end.

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Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge #235