PHOTO PROMPT © Brenda Cox Thanks to dear Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers and to Brenda for the photo. CLICK to JOIN THE FUN F F’s March 26th THE GRILLE My mother refused to talk about it. She rolled... Continue Reading →
PHOTO PROMPT © Anne Higa CLICK TO JOIN TRUTH ‘I can’t look at that tower, makes me dizzy.’ ‘Why is that Celeste ?. It such a unique monument.’ ‘’Because it’s not straight, Salvatore, it’s untrustworthy, could topple over at any... Continue Reading →
CLICK TO RIDEPHOTO PROMPT © Bill Reynolds Thanks to dear Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers and to Bill Reynolds for the photo. Who Am I ? Saul, slammed his foot down on the brakes, the ancient van screeched to a... Continue Reading →
PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields Thanks to dear Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers, and for the photo this week. Seasons greetings to the Fictioneers. CLICK To Partake SWEET MOLLY McGUIRE We have harvest, health, abundance , and the disappearance of ... Continue Reading →
Thanks to dear Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers and to Claire Fuller for the photo. CLICK to come along for the Ride The next photo is the PROMPT. Remember, all photos are property of the photographer, donated for use in... Continue Reading →
CLICK to JOIN Thanks to dear Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers and to Lisa Fox for the photo. VOTE ? The winter’s night... Continue Reading →
PUSH-ME PULL-YOU Piccadilly was my favourite bit of London, a hub of continental cafes, art gallery aficionados, St James-in-the-fields church, standing for generations, hosting the best bric-a brac sales, til the Great Lockdown. We were exiled, our homes become our... Continue Reading →
Thanks to dear Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers and to Ted Strutz for the photo. CLICK HERE TO JOIN THE FUN F F’s Nov 12th 2021 Selkie Maiden 1854 Midshipman Jones We moored by the Northern shore again, unleashing those... Continue Reading →
CLICK TO PLAY Thanks to dear Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers and to Jennifer Pendergast for the photo. WHAT IF ? We wend our way in single file along the canal tow path, James my husband in front, me... Continue Reading →