A New Day

Chel Owens

Back and forth. In and out. Sun to down. Winter to winter, for thirty years.

The children changed. The house aged. The horses and cows and chickens and that mean old goat -all ended up at slaughter; to be replaced by horses, cows, chickens -but no more goats. For thirty years.

She stood while the priest spoke about the dark shadow she’d known for so very long. This and that. Bless his soul. Rest in peace.

Veiled and black. Grey and old. No more back or forth, in or out, sun to down. Clouds clearing, she smelled the spring.

Photo by Ellie Burgin on Pexels.com

©2020 Chel Owens

Awakened in response to Carrot Ranch‘s prompt this week:

October 15, 2020, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about chores. It doesn’t have to be a western ranch chore; it can be any routine task. Go where the prompt leads!

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28 thoughts on “A New Day”

  3. You have an uncanny knack of building form and substance, even with only 99 words. “…she smelled the spring.” I think those four words are worth a thousand pictures.

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          1. The visitors go on their way home Friday.
            The best parts will a) not being woken up for feeding time at the zoo in the early hours and b) not cleaning the sand pit. Other than that they are fairly good kitties.

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