Friday Fictioneers is hosted by the wonderful Rochelle, the undisputed master of what I call Sound Bite Fiction.
She sets the weekly challenge, the standard, and the prompt photo.
The idea, as always, is to write a story of around 100 words based on this picture, below, which this week is supplied by Dale Rogerson.
I blame her puddles for my story.
© Dale Rogerson
Click here to hear the writer read his words:
Scotland
What is Scotland really like?
I get asked this often.
And I tell of the mountains, the heather and the haggis.
Of fast-running rivers, leaping with salmon.
Of our lochs, long and grey, with mist above and monsters below.
Of half-ruined castles, containing legends and ghosts.
Of battlefields, drenched in tears and glory.
Of the spirits who still walk them.
Of the River Forth, spanned by three bridges and three centuries.
Of bagpipes and kilts.
Of Robert Burns.
And the people, the Scots?
That is easier to answer.
Our National Animal is the Unicorn.
And our National Flower, the Thistle.