For Sunday Stills this week, Terri challenged us to all kinds of fresh ideas for our post this week.
- fresh air
- fresh frozen. and
- fresh flowers
Top that challenge off with the idea of a Special Place by this week’s lens artist, Murtagh’s Meadow. Both of those ideas merged as the perfect description of my week’s schedule. All photos were taken with my iPhone 12s, labeled, and adjusted slightly in Bridge so they qualify for John Steiner’s Cell Pick Sunday Challenge.
My Fresh Special Place
Home is my special place, wherever home is. In December Vince gave our condo a fresh coat of paint to make it lighter in the living and dining rooms. We are both much happier when the sun is shining and our space is light. Normally Vince sits across from me where he keeps an eye on the news and the poker games on tv while I enjoy blogging and chatting with my friends around the world.
Today I made a fresh start on spring cleaning to get ready for our house guests who arrive on March 11th. I donned my sturdy cleaning gloves, got out our Rainbow vacuum, which I use both indoors and outdoors, and dove right in.
After some extreme winds of nearly 50 MPH about a week ago, the chairs were full of pine needles and little leaves. The patio floor had its share of mess, too. So I vacuumed them then I moved on to vacuum the rocks. LOL You can see how much I got and I didn’t get it all. I’ll wait until just before our friends come to give it one last sweep and then everything will be fresh.
My Special Place with a Fresh Coat of Snow
In February we had our first real snowstorm of this winter. It made everything look fresh and beautiful. These were also the last February images on my iPhone for Bushboy’s challenge, Last on the Card taken with my iPhone.
This next short story, fresh off the press, was written for Carrot Ranch Flash Fiction. A short story in 99 words, no more, no less. #99Word Stories
Farming at the Condo
“Does she own a bull?” Cylie asked. “Look down.”
“She lives in a condo.” Jessica grinned as pieces of her hair dropped to the floor.
“No way! But she rides bulls? Does she want to move to a farm? We have cows on our farm and we are close to Prescott. I train horses.” Cylie extended a mirror. “How does that look?”
Jessica looked. Each hair was in its place. Not for long.
“Leya is only twelve. She’s asked her Dad for a farm. Who knows, right?”
As Jessica got up she whipped out her cell phone.
“Your daughter?”
Coming Up on Always Write
- Tuesday: Story Chat Yvette Prior is scheduled for this month.
- Hear the real story behind the video in a fresh interview taken right here at my special place. TBA
- Wednesdays are always WQW Writer’s Quotes Wednesdays. This week the topic is Women’s History which is a little different. But why not honor a woman who has made a difference in your life? Next week will be Food: Recipes/Favorite foods and if you want to add a little Taste back in on that one, feel free to do so since I missed the boat on the Taste week last week and did Transportation instead. I’m still wracking my brain to figure out how I got so cornfused. Click on the link above for my page to find out all the topics.
- Fridays are always PPAC Photographing Public Art Challenge. Your choice of topics. BTW many of you post PPAC in some of your other posts. Feel free to link those gorgeous posts you’ve already spent hours writing and then you don’t have to write a new post to join in the fun.
- Don’t forget, you can always double dip. Some of you are already experts at this. You’re looking at LAPC or Water Water Everywhere anyway, and low and behold there’s a little café with some public art right by the water. You can link that to both WQW for recipes next week and PPAC for the artwork. And if there’s a flower that finds itself somewhere in a photo, you know Cee will love it for FOTD.
- If you are into writing include a word of the day, poem, or short story
Now It’s Your Turn
I love it when you chat with me, or if I’ve missed something you want me to read on your blog. Catch me up with a link. Have a happy rest of the week.
Marsha Ingrao - Always Write 
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