Excerpt from “So Says the River…“
The rockway narrowed past the last house before home. The greenery turned wild with prairie rose, bachelor buttons, and poppies. Daisies grew spotted here and their in clumps, whereas the poppies grew wherever a part of the soil was disturbed by the hooves of the deer who passed by.
Ahead, the green trees and gardens overlapped the sun yellow siding, and the many balconies and arched windows seemed to say, at any time of day, “Good morning.”
The runoff from spring sprouted a row of willow along the far perimeter. The tall pine of the forest just beyond framed the view with the sycamore, maple and birch that dotted the hillside around the home forming an impressionistic setting, just as the original settlers had planned. Altogether, a setting of hope and peace.
Day 236 of Covid Stay At Home
I didn’t want to include COVID, but the village in my story exists because the the world they knew changed for many, many years due to a plague.
Day 615 of daily blogging
NaNoWriMo: National Novel Writing Month — Day 4 with 6,808 words of 50,000 over the month of November.
Geeky Gramma ~~
Retired Middle School Language Arts Teacher ~~
Writer and Thinker