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3LineTales: Pumpkin Pies

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photo by Shaun Holloway

Three Line Tales:  photo prompt

Pumpkin pies with cinnamon, fresh baking aroma fills every corner in the house.

Family arrives for our Thanksgiving celebration.

Seated around the table, we give thanks, eat heartily and for dessert, everyone oooo’s and ah’s when the pumpkin pies, dressed with real whipped cream are cut into equal slices then given to each one.

Hélène/Mother Willow©3 line tales

 

 

3LineTales: Gifts

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Three Line Tales, Week Thirty-Six – Prompt photo – service

She offered it all, willingly, selflessly, giving to those who seeked her service, in their quest to heal their individual ailments.

Her heart rejoiced at showering those who came to her, showering them with the gifts she had been given, gifts that were meant to be used for the benefit of others.

The rewards for her service were manifold, worth more than any material wealth, praise or fame, this increased the strength of her given gifts, she grateful for this opportunity to serve.

Hélène Vaillant ©Short Stories

3LineTales: White Coat

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White Coat

As you can see  all members of my family sport dark colored coats and since mine has always been white  it makes me wonder if I was adopted.

They  care for me with incredible respect as if I was a goddess from another world.

The only part about being in this family that annoys me is to be chosen to stand guard simply because I do not blend in so well  with Mother Nature’s colors.

Written for: 3LineTales   ….photo prompt above.

3LineTales: Yellow Car

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We were young then, loved the adventure, carefree days, ah,sipping cool drinks while listening to the roar of the sea crashing to the shore.

Such were the good old days, riding our classy yellow car, windows down, tooting and waving to our friends as we passed by.

Today, we drive a car that looks like a million other cars, we don’t dare toot to anyone less we get the finger from an edgy driver.

Hélène Vaillant ©Short Stories

For: 3LineTales

3LineTales: Interlude Stroll

TLT week 33: a ball of orange wool

Looking up from her knitting, my sister handed me more yarn, a fiery orange formed ball of vibrant color, a hue that reminded me of the autumn leaves that were swirling in the crisp late afternoon breeze outside our window.

We smiled at each other, got up, donned our galoshes and coat then hurried outside for a stroll through the drying leaves.

When the sun disappeared over the horizon we were happy to come home, resume our knitting while warming up our hands with our joint silky wool knitting project.

-Hélène Vaillant ©Short Stories

For: Three Line Tales, Week Thirty-Three

3LineTales: Going to the Big City

A photo by Steven Wei. unsplash.com/photos/g-AklIvI1aI

For a country girl, my first time visiting a large city, it was exhausting, frightening, a deafening adventure.

With a mass of humanity hurriedly brushing against me in every which way, “Excuse Me” was a never ending record.

After this close call with insanity I concluded that my pristine and quiet country environment would suit me fine if only I could find a bachelor who cares for cows as much as for me.

-Hélène Vaillant ©Short Stories

For:  Three Line Tales, Week 32

Lightning Thunder

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photo by Breno Machado

Do you ever wonder what creation is the thunder, is it to make us ponder
on the magnificence of power?
Perhaps it is to catch us unaware when we are left too long to stare at what does not mean much in our search through the muck.
Thunder and lightning, they make us stop in our tracks, just enough time to sort out the facts.

Hélène Vaillant for: 3LineTales

Three Line Tales, Week Twenty-Nine