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Jul 26, 2016 11:43


The girl in the scarlet satin dress dragged the toes of her red shoes in the loose gravel of the alley. The bouquet was encased,  but not protected  by a shiny plastic wrapper and was beginning to droop, reflecting the girl's attitude and absorbing heat from her sweaty palms.  Her destination was close and each step she took was slower.

365 writing prompts, flash fiction

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bardcat July 30 2016, 12:46:22 UTC
You paint a lovely canvas of words. I like the thought of your many gardens and your closeness to the earth. I have added you to my connections here and hope to follow your journey.

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rosegardenfae July 30 2016, 13:22:59 UTC

Thanks so much. I will say that I feel the presence of God in Nature more than anywhere else. I appreciate the friend add and companionship for the journey.

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bardcat July 30 2016, 13:23:50 UTC
I so agree. I am never more at home than in Nature. Yes to the journey!

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