Friday, April 5, 2013

This Gnarly Old Tree

Friday Fictioneers


Write a 100-word story inspired by the photo.

From Scott Vanatter with permission-Copyright- Indira
This tree on this beautiful early Spring day when its leaves were just beginning to bloom was the perfect place. She sat down facing the sun with her back against her tree—her tree of solace and wisdom where she could feel its energy pulsate into her being.

Mostly she remembered this gnarly old tree, alone on the empty hillside, for the times they had strolled together to sit beneath it and speak of their lives together.

His death had been a shock.  Her wish had been to die before him. But now, on this day, sitting beneath this tree, she would join him forever.

20 comments:

  1. After reading some of the other stories, I'm expecting him to be dead in the tree and it to take her in, too. :-) Yikes!! I guess if she's going to join him, this is an appropriate spot.

    BTW, "its leaves", not "it's".

    janet

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    1. Thanks for catching the it's, Janet. I corrected it. Sometimes my brain just doesn't see things. Appreciate your reading and commenting. Afraid to read some of the others. lol

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  2. I think nature can have that power, especially a tree that one returns to again and again. This makes me want to sit under a tree with someone!

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    1. Thanks for your time and comments. I adore huge old trees. Am a city dweller but have been to see the Redwoods and overseas have seen centuries old Sycamore trees. Very cool.

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  3. A sad story. You captured the feeling of one not able to let go and live without their true love. An excellent story.


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    1. Thank you for your lovely words. So very much appreciated.

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  4. Very nicely done. I liked it.

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    1. Thank you, Sandra! Appreciate you taking the time to read and comment!

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  5. Dear Maggie,
    It sounds like she's made a plan. You've captured her loneliness and yet the peace the tree affords. Nice.
    Shalom,
    Rochelle

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    1. Thank you so much for stopping by, Rochelle. My first attempt. Appreciate your comments.

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  6. Wow, I thought she was just admiring the scenery on a lovely day! Didn't expect her to be planning that. It's always the quiet ones! :)

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    1. That's me...one of the quiet ones. haha Thank you for visiting and commenting!

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  7. The end of the story sneaks up on you. I won't say *good*surprise twist but well done.

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    1. Thank you for your comment and visit!

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  8. A sad and sweet story... well written to capture the sense of her loss. I like how the tree was a source of strength for her.

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  9. Thank you for reading and commenting on my little story. Yes, trees do offer strength :)

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  10. A well composed story. Thank you for sharing.

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  11. Appreciation for all comments. It was sad but she also, in her mind, would be reunited with her love. A love story :)

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