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Thursday, September 20, 2012

Photo Prompt 20: The First Snowfall

Thanks to  Delores @thefeatherednest
                                                                                                                               

Two close friends were walking through the park when one of them was overcome by hot flashes.  After taking a few swigs from the water bottle Ashley still didn't seem to cool off, so Morgan tried to come up with another plan.

Morgan thought it would be a good idea to try hypnosis. They found a nice quiet bench in the shade. Though it was a warm summer day, Morgan told Ashley to imagine a blustery winter scene. Ashley laughed until the calm steady voice made it impossible to stay awake.

Images of snow gently falling on the path were going through Ashley's mind. They were running and playing in the snow like children, until fresh footsteps were discovered on a nearby path. This didn't make sense as they had the whole park to themselves. Morgan noticed that Ashley was clinging on tightly while continuing to doze.

Suddenly, the path was transformed into a ski slope, and Ashley was heading straight down at a maddening pace. It didn't help that this was Ashley's first time on skis; scantily clad in running shorts and a tank top. Morgan yelled to stop, as a large bear with small feet was waiting at the end of the trail.

After much prodding and shaking, Ashley finally woke up. Morgan felt the claw marks as he gently unlatched Ashley from his arm. Though it was warm and humid, Ashley had an overwhelming desire for a hot chocolate. Morgan was feeling quite proud of himself when he spotted Avery and Mel.

Avery was Ashley's twin sister who was out walking her dog Mel. The couple told Avery about how the power of hypnosis helped Ashley fight off hot flashes. Avery said that she never should have told Ashley about her hot flashes in the first place. She went on to say that ever since they were kids, when one of them would even so much as sneeze, the other would be sick for days. 

Since Avery knew that her twin felt everything that she did so deeply, she was very careful about sharing news of even the slightest discomfort. Though she had to laugh when she mistakenly thought that it was safe to complain about her hot flashes. After all, Ashley was her twin brother.


 

Thursday, July 12, 2012

Monday PhotoPrompt: A New Path

Thanks to Delores at  mybabyjohn
                                                                          
                                          
                                                           
Pia closed her eyes to picture a calm, and peaceful place. Instead she kept going down a long, narrow wooded path. She felt lost and alone though she heard a man's voice off into the distance.

His voice was getting louder, as she was breathing heavier attempting to pick up speed. The harder she tried, the faster he was gaining up on her. The crunching noises were getting louder and louder. At first she thought he was walking through leaves until she realized he was munching on junk food. Predators don't usually consume large quantities of pretzels and potato chips before they pounce on their victims. Besides, he was yelling out to her as if he knew her. Pia was anxious to get home, and didn't want to wait around to find out who this loud mouthed chomper was.

Just when she thought she had lost him, she heard another man and woman talking.

Man: This shouldn't take much longer, so we might make it home in time for the family barbecue. My wife is firing off the spit as we speak.

Woman: Won't she be surprised when you bring home the main course!

Man: Let's get the instruments ready, so we can move in for the push.

Horrific thoughts began racing through Pia's head. What if this cannibal couple ate "Cap'n Crunch" for an appetizer, and were after her for the main course?  She had to get away from them fast. Suddenly, she was standing in front of a cast iron gate at the end of the path.

Then she heard that annoying voice yelling in between bites,"Push!" Was he giving her instructions from beyond? She felt sharp pains piercing through her body. Did they already start filleting her with their instruments? Maybe she was having a panic attack as they were gaining up on her. Her only hope was to push the gate open, but what was waiting for her on the other side? She pushed with all of her might, but she couldn't open it. Pia took another deep breath and tried again, but it wouldn't budge. Then without warning she heard her parents. As if the crazy cannibals weren't enough, now she had to deal with her parents. Once again she pushed the gate, and it miraculously opened.

She heard crying, but was relieved that it wasn't her own. Pia held out her arms, and opened her eyes as the nurse gave her their beautiful baby boy. Her husband hugged his lovely family, as he continued to chomp on his gum. A moment later her parents walked in carrying a large bag of barbecue beef ribs. Pia was so grateful that she signed up for the hypnosis class to ease in her delivery. As proud papa Beldar toasted with cleaning fluid, the Conehead's couldn't wait to start their new life with the newest member of their family unit. 


Thanks to Susan for sharing this adorable picture of her grandson at  thecontemplativecat
                                                                       
                                                                         
                                                                 

Wednesday, June 13, 2012

Monday PhotoPrompt: Trifecta

(Thanks to Arleen at Starting Over, Accepting Changes- Maybe for sharing this lovely photo of her daughter)



"I'm up here! I thought you were right behind me. What's taking so long?"




                                       (Thanks to Susan at thecontemplativecat)                                                       


 "Sorry darling, I seem to have lost my contact. Ah here it is! I'll be joining you shortly!"


 Henry arrives out of breath, as Ilana shoots him an evil look. "Didn't you bring the water bottles? I put you in charge of one thing...."

"Please forgive me my pet. I will climb back down the mountain and bring it to you."

Ilana shouts after him, "And don't forget my hiking boots. I don't know how I made it up here without them. Oh, I could also use a snack. Something sweet, no salty. Better yet, make it a combination."


Henry pants, "Anything for my beautiful bride."

Then Ilana suddenly remembers, "The twins! Where are the twins?"
                                                       
                                                               


 
                          (Thanks to Delores at thefeatherednest)
                                                    


Henry turns to find another woman halfway down the mountain. "Mother, what are you doing here?"

"Of course I couldn't trust my scatterbrained son and his nitwit wife to take care of my granddaughters. They're playing with their dollies at the base of the mountain. I've had it up to here with you! Once and for all, you're going to have to find a job, and stop mooching off of me! It's time you got your own trailer home, so that my boyfriend and I can finally have a little privacy!"  With that, she grabbed her cane, and stormed off of the mountain.
                      
It's never too late to join in Monday PhotoPrompts. Thanks again to Arleen, Susan, and Delores.
                                                                                                                                                   

Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Monday PhotoPrompt: Beach Wedding


(Thanks to Arleen at Starting Over, Accepting Changes-Maybe)


                                    
 I think I'll be okay if I don't look at the pounding waves. Between the heat, and the strong winds blowing the sand in my face, I hope I'll be able to get through the ceremony. I wish I could remember which groomsman I hooked up with last night after the rehearsal dinner. In the light of day, they all look like Darwin's homo sapien chart during different stages of evolution. Not one of them has even reached the erectus stage yet. Posture people. How could I have been that drunk? Great now sand has blown in my mouth, and I'm not exactly in a position to get rid of it. I can feel my hair frizzing up, and the middle groomsman is winking at me. Oh no that's Kevin's cousin Ted or is it Ned or Ed?  Isn't he engaged to Nancy?  Oh good she's smiling. Nancy was always clueless, but what if what's-his-name tells Kevin?  He would never understand. He's so conservative, but he's smart and dependable, and he laughs at all of my jokes. I really love him, of course I do! Why can't we just fast forward to that part?  Relax, no one would ever believe Ned or Ed anyway. If I could just get through this, I promise to be a better person. Breathe deeply it's almost over. Now my spray tan is running down my dress. I knew I shouldn't have worn white. Maybe no one will notice. Why is the judge speaking in slow motion? Yes, it's official! Finally, we can cool off under the tent! I couldn't be happier! We'll dance the night away under the stars. After all, we are in paradise. Great now Nancy and what's- his- name are coming toward me, and something's not right. Whew, they were just in a hurry to get to the bar. I always knew weddings were stressful, but I never imagined all of the sacrifices that I'd have to make as mother of the bride.
 


Spirited Delores at  thefeatherednest  encourages everyone to write poetry or prose on any or all of the photos featured each week. Be sure to visit these entertaining bloggers, and join in anytime for the Monday PhotoPrompt. 

thecontemplativecat

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Tuesday, May 22, 2012

PhotoPrompt: Monday: The Old Barn Door


      Thanks to Susan Kane at thecontemplativecat for providing this PhotoPrompt.


                 
Old Barn Door




Red barn door,
Beaten down by time.
Echoes of paws and hooves,
 Roaming in their prime.

Weathered hides,
Clamoring for attention.
Shinier coats,
Begging for redemption.

Whining, neighing,
Picking, grazing.
The restless cattle,
Required endless praising.

A welcoming entrance,
Has long been hardened.
The first Red Door Salon,
At Elizabeth Arden

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