Swinging (Friday Fictioneers)

PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz

I stood watching the tall swings going round and round.   I just watched. White knuckles.  Heart racing. Panic. I just watched.

“Employees ride for free!  Just show your ID!”  I knew it was a free ride.  I had been on every ride in the park but that one.

When I was 10, I had been in line to ride such a thing, then it broke.  Utter chaos followed.  Screaming, crying, things falling from the sky.  Sirens.  It had taken me a long time to return to a carnival, longer to get on a ride.  This one was not going to happen.

Word count: 100

This post is part of Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneer blog hop.  Each week she gives a photo prompt and challenges readers to respond to the prompt in 100 words.  Give it a try.  It’s fun!  You can find Rochelle’s post here.

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Silent Sunday

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Wordless Wednesday 9/30/15

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Silent Sunday

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Wordless Wednesday (9/16/15)

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In the meantime…

It has been a busy week. I’ve sent my oldest grandson off to kindergarten and have been to Seattle to visit my oldest offspring. Now I’m home dealing with clean up, painting,  and carrying stuff to the Goodwill while I have a nephew (from California) here to help. Late yesterday I took him for a short drive on a cleaning break. The above shot is the Columbia River at sunset.

I’ll be back tomorrow with a coffee share and hopefully to do some blog visiting!

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Entry/Exit (Thursday Doors Variation)

I have participated in Norm 2.0’s Thursday Doors blog hop a few times and I’ve enjoyed it.  Today I don’t have the most interesting of doors but I’ve  decided to post it anyway, along with a bit of flash fiction.  I hope you enjoy it.

I looked at that closed door in front of me. That’s just what it was. It was no longer the entry to my home, a home I had shared with the family that made me want to get up every morning and the family that kept me going through the long days. How had I lost it all? It seemed impossible to think that I was all alone now. They were gone. It was my fault. Had I not been in the hospital they would still be here and I would be gone. Without that surgery, I would be gone. The irony. I consented to the surgery for them; to go on with them. And when they went to see me… The police had called it an accident but was it? Really? A 92 year old man still driving? That was a crime, not an accident!

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Wordless Wednesday–September 2, 2015

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Well…

( I wrote this on Tuesday night and tried to post it but I haven’t had a good internet connection that lasts long enough for it to upload from my phone to the blog. I’m home now.)

If you haven’t guessed by now, I’m traveling.  I have spent the last couple of days driving between Portland and Seaside.  It’s a 2 hour trip in each direction. It was a spur of the moment thing. My daughter and company decided to go overnight and invited me. I had a doctor’s appointment so I declined.  But I really, really wanted to go, for a number of reasons.  So I  went with them.  Then I drove back to Portland for my appointment (which went fine btw) and then I got a text from my daughter saying they decided to stay another night and I was included. So right after my appointment I drove right back to Seaside. 

This is important for a number of reasons.  The most important of those reasons is that my daughter has made the trip prohibitive for me. She keeps saying I can’t make the trip because it’s a hard drive.  It is but I’ve done it now.  Over. Back. Over. And today, I’ll do it back again.  It’s not that bad. I CAN do it.

In the meantime, I’ve been able to experience and enjoy a magnificent sunset.  And today, an amazingly quiet moment at the mouth of the Columbia River.  I won’t forget either.  And I’ve enjoyed my grandsons.  They are amazing.  I wouldn’t trade the time for anything.  Anything.   

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Simple Beauty

Pacific Ocean sunset. Gotta love it. (Seaside, Oregon)

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