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Flash Fiction August 22shortbread

Every year at Christmastime Meg’s grandmother who was from Paisley Scotland would make shortbread.

Shortbread was an expensive luxury at one time and was usually only made for special occasions.

It is said that these rich delicious biscuits date back to the 12th century.

Meg would watch intently as her grandmother carefully measured out flour, icing sugar, and of course the butter. Into a big bowl, the ingredients would go, and the hand beating with force would begin.

Ever since her grandmothers passing Meg has carried on with her traditional recipe and bakes many batches of them at Christmas.

 

© Susan Zutautas 2019

 

This is written for a flash fiction challenge over at Carrot Ranch.  In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about old-world charm. It can be nostalgic or irreverent. You can invent an “old world,” return to migrant roots or recall ancient times. Go where the prompt leads you!

 

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The Atmosphere and Climate Change

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Image by Jonny Lindner from Pixabay 

Okay, class today we’re going to learn about the atmosphere, does anyone know what atmosphere means?

Billy holds up his hand and answers, I think it has something to do with oxygen and the air that we breathe, and I hear my parents talking all the time about climate change making our weather go all wonky.

Sally speaks up saying, the atmosphere is warming, and I read somewhere that today there’s more oxygen and less carbon dioxide and water vapor than there was in Earth’s early atmosphere.

Heatwaves are more common causing droughts, dangerous floods from more intense rainstorms that are happening and it’s all due to the atmosphere and climate change, said Arthur.

Very good class, Billy, Sally, and Arthur have given us excellent answers. For tomorrow I’d like all of you to write a short story about the atmosphere.

 

This six sentence story was written for a challenge over at GirlieOnTheEdge. Denise’s word prompt this week is “atmosphere”.

 

Crimson’s Creative Challenge #41

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Fred, look over there, what the hell is that?

Ethell, that there is a Canadian goose and he’s staring back at us.

What do you think he’s doing here Fred?

He’s probably cruizing around just like we are in search of food.

Maybe we should go over and introduce ourselves. I hear Canadians are quite friendly.

I’ve heard that Canadian geese can be quite rude Ethell if you get too close to them.

Okay, Fred then let’s get the flock out of here.

 

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This was written for Crimson’s Creative Challenge #41.

CT Scan Results

 

Marvelous news day

Results are in and I’m clear

Feeling terrific

 

© Susan Zutautas

 

This was written for RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #267

 

 

The Twisted Cross

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Image by alan9187 from Pixabay

 

She yelled at me loud

Obviously, cross today

Twisted story heard

 

What was it you heard?

As I twisted my long hair

The cross is missing

 

From where I asked her

The alters cross at the church

That is a twisted lie

 

© Susan Zutautas 2019

 

This was written for RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #266 Twisted&Cross

 

Hélène Vaillant – So Sadly Missed

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I’m so sad today with learning on Facebook that Hélène Vaillant had passed away. I started following her here on WordPress and later we became friends on FB.

I’ve only been here on WP since February of 2019 so it was a short friendship. I knew she wasn’t feeling well after the passing of her husband but I never imaged she was close to the end of her life.

Hélène was a wonderful poet and someone I will always remember.

After doing a search I’ve found many people that have written about Hélène and I’m so sorry that I missed all the posts.

RIP Hélène Vaillant.

Always remembered

Never to be forgotten

Rest in Peace my friend

 

A beautiful poem for Hélène from iidorun.

From Fandango.

Windows

Fandango flash fiction

Gazing out window

Watching life passing them by

Wondering outcome

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Dolls in a window

For all passers-by to see

Little girls behold

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Window to our lives

So much passes before us

Not missing anything

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Wanting to escape

Too far to jump to be free

Someone will see us

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© Susan Zutautas 2019

 

These Senryus were written for Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge. 

 

 

 

Rose of Sharon and a Bee

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Yesterday I was in Toronto going for a walk and I spotted a bee doing his job. I wish I could have gotten a better shot of him or her in the Rose of Sharon.

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This post is for FOTD – Foto of the Day over at Cee’s Photo Challenges.

 

 

Sweet Jam – Flash Fiction

August 15 flash fiction

 

Come one, come all to Bellevue’s Last Call Bar and Grill to listen to the sounds of Head First. They’re sure to satisfy your thirst.

Dance the night away with songs from the 1980s unless nine o’clock is past your bedtime. Come on out and rock till you drop.

On horns and flute, we have Mike who can start one sweet jam with the band.

On drums, there’s Chris who will beat to your heart.

Paul takes care of the vocals and he’s a local.

Sing along they don’t mind in fact they think it’s always a good time.

 

Written for a flash fiction challenge over at Carrot Ranch. This weeks prompt is “Sweet Jam”.

A Photo a Week Challenge – Yellow

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Black-eyed Susan

 

This picture post is for A Photo a Week Challenge – yellow.