Down they come, twirling, sun-sparkling, lilting in sudden gusts. Daisies dancing in summer–except it’s winter. The falling flowers are snowflakes.
Buster gallops and romps, red-gold coat growing white as he frolics in froth. He barks at the joke, kibble-sized flakes vanishing in the heat of his breathy attempts to capture them.
Nevermind! He plunges his muzzle in deep, rolling to catch what treasure of scent lies buried beneath. Finding his feet, he plops his butt down, and tips his head in invitation.
Dark for too long, I pull on boots and coat, slide on mittens, and step out.
© Liz Husebye Hartmann (2020)
Carrot Ranch Prompt (02/06/2020): In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story to the theme “a dog in the daisies.” It can be any dog, real or imagined. Push into the setting and as always, go where the prompt leads!
What a delightful story. Brought back a wonderful memory of one of our black labs as a puppy. Blizzard, snow 3 foot high…and we couldn’t get him out of the snow, he loved it, lol So glad you ventured out. Difficult to resist them, isn’t it 😀
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Glad it brought you good memories! I cannot tell a lie–I journeyed only in my mind! 😉
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What wonderful playfulness — the dog and the words. Hard to linger in the dark with such light bouncing about.
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Delightful! Such a wonderful description! It brought back happy memories. 🙂
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I’m glad it did!
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Few things match a dog’s joy in the new-fallen snow!!
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Aw! I’d go play with him! ❄
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That’s his hope, for one and all!
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Good on ya, to daisy up those snow flakes. That’s how dogs are in the snow! And they get us outside! I enjoyed the descriptions.
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Thanks! They surely know pure joy.
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Yep.
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