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The Hundred Acre Wood Goes Dark

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Bunch of carrots

Carrots. Original public domain image from Wikimedia Commons

Family, friends and relations were spread all about the warren’s floor, bellies pooched upwards, at the insistence of their innards. The holiday feast, so successful, meant that nobody had energy enough to grab the remote and turn on the football game. “Oh my!” they all sighed. Continue reading →

A Wild Hare: Post-pandemica

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This week’s prompt from Carrot Ranch was to write a microfiction off the prompt “A rabbit on the roof.” Challenge accepted. Hope you all enjoy and empathize!

Wild Hare (Merrie Melodies. 07/27/1940)

Creds to Wild Hare (Merrie Melodies. 07/27/1940)

A Wild Hare: Post-pandemica

I looked in the mirror, unsure. Six months quarantine, but now it’s safe to go out. I stepped out back, hesitating to shake free the sheet full of recently cut hair. Could this be used? Continue reading →

Plans for Supper

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Kittelson troll boy with a cauldronThe four children huddled in the corner of the rabbit hutch. Cock-sure that the trolls would be sleeping off their hangover, they’d broken into the cellar for a bit of potato…maybe some ham! They’d not counted on LilleMjol catching them.

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Twisted Kid Lit

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The hare pulled a watch from his pocket, stretching it as far as the fob allowed.

“Drat!” he wheezed, at the lateness of the hour and the inconvenience of having once again misplaced his pince-nez. Where in the world was that girl? Continue reading →