It had been a difficult decision to put his Mother in an assisted-care facility. She valued her freedom and independence so much. She couldn’t take care of herself any longer, and she couldn’t be trusted to try. He still remembered the scream of the smoke detector when he came to visit, and found her cooking hamburger.
She still loved the outdoors, and every evening they helped her down to the lake-shore. She enjoyed watching the sunset, the wheeling and cries of the gulls, and the thrum and ribbit of the frogs. She was 92 – they wouldn’t enjoy this much longer.
Go to Rochelle’s Addicted to Purple site and use her Wednesday photo as a prompt to write a complete 100 word story.
A space rock was going to pass near Earth, and he’d wanted to get a photo of it. His best chance had been Lookout Butte at 2:30 A.M., no matter what the superstitious locals said.
Okay by day, but, at night…. There’s something that eats cattle – and coyotes – and the occasional tourist. Next they’ll claim that Bigfoot has a condo up there.
He’d heard something as he got his picture, probably a groundhog, later, as he was going through his setup shots, he spotted those two red eyes watching him. Maybe these hicks really know something after all.
Go to Rochelle’s Addicted to Purple site and use her Wednesday photo as a prompt to write a 100 word story.