Woke up to subzero temps this morning, grateful that there is nothing…NOTHING…that requires me to go outside the house today. Yesterday, I returned overdue library books (a gothic horror novel by Elizabeth Hand, and a thick collection of Pablo Neruda poems), picked up a few grocery necessities, and got that teaspoon-sized dose of human interaction that’ll do me for about a week. Cuz Introvert. Continue reading
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The marina is silent at this hour of the morning, sunrise more a wish than anything else, the partiers in the far slips for larger boats having finally gone to sleep. Continue reading
The challenge? Write a story in exactly 6 sentences based on Denise’s one word prompt: REMOTE. Visit, comment, and write & perhaps post your own on Six Sentence Stories !!
It’s not that the trip across the channel was long, but that it was terribly uncomfortable: waves rolling and resolving in a stomach-lurching corkscrew, aluminum hull juddering against whitecaps, a ceaseless and acidic breeze from somewhere else besides the majority of the big lake (because no matter the weather elsewhere, this channel was always like this); legend has it that fewer than three persons had ever crossed within a single season before the lake iced over, so does this make me number three, or four? Continue reading
I’d taken to the deepest forest,
Slipping under darknight canopy,
Desperate for a glittering mask,
A gilt-net bag of Turkish Delight,
Strands held tight in concealing ice. Continue reading
Stream of consciousness on the prompt “Nothing lasts forever”
The next week or so is predicted to be true January weather, per Minnesota winter standards. Temp is now, at noon, 7 degrees with predicted windchills in the 20 below range, and lower to the west. And that’s in the Twin Cities, so we had just a couple of inches of snow last night. Greater Minnesota got much more…it’s as if the snow clouds just circled the Twin Cities in an icky-bah hug, but maybe touched just a little in generous comfort. Continue reading
© Ayr/Gray
From Jenne Gray and C.E. Ayr’s photo prompt, The Unicorn Challenge (11/24/23). No more than 250 words in length. Otherwise, let your creative flag fly!
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Temperature fluctuations from global warming had made our job a lot more challenging. If crime-solving technology had kept up to environmental press, we might’ve had a chance in solving this case that’d happened sometime in the snowy months. As it turned out, the body hadn’t been discovered until Third Spring Thaw. We were called in determine: murder, or societal neglect? Continue reading
2024: Glad things have settled down a bit!
I woke up to snow this morning
Stepped out in bare feet
To fetch a pair of glasses
Blue Lucky
It was just a dream
Shenanigans
© Liz Husebye Hartmann (2023)
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