Friday Fictioneers is hosted by the wonderful Rochelle, the undisputed master of what I call Sound Bite Fiction.
She sets the weekly challenge, and the standard.
This week’s delightful photo by Karen Rawson at last brought spring sunshine to my wintry mind.
The idea, as always, is to write a story of around 100 words based on this picture, below.
© Karen Rawson
Click here to hear the writer read his words:
The Hill
These days I tire easily.
I once strode purposefully towards distant destinations, my step never faltering, and yet delighting in the sights, sounds and smells of the sea and the countryside as I passed by.
Now I amble aimlessly, never venturing far, and find on arrival that I have absorbed nothing of nature’s beauty on my way.
In my apartment too I notice a difference.
Dust gathers in the corners of my home as it does in the corners of my mind.
Neither, I realise, will ever sparkle again.
Each minor task is a challenge, and every hill a mountain.