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Friday Fictioneers: Higher Places

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Copyright - Danny Bowman

This post is written in response to the weekly photo prompt from Rochelle at Friday Fictioneers. The rules of Fictioneers are as follows:

THE RULES:

  • Copy your URL to the Linkz collection. You’ll find the tab following the photo prompt. It’s the little white box to the left with the blue froggy guy. Click on it and follow directions. This is the best way to get the most reads and comments.
  • MAKE SURE YOUR LINK IS SPECIFIC TO YOUR FLASH. 
  • While our name implies “fiction only” it’s perfectly Kosher to write a non-fiction piece as long as it meets the challenge of being a complete story in 100 words.
  • When you are done here check out Rochelle’s other subscribers at
  • http://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2014/03/05/7-march-2014/

Here is my story:

Higher Places

I was born the seventh son of a seventh son. Mother said my blood was magic.

Yet the seer foretold my doom if I ever stood higher than the pillar in the temple garden; So father gave me to the priests to ward by their magics in the  stone circle.

But I was young and grew tired of the forest. I wanted the sky; So when I ran it was to the highest place.

I first saw her by God’s twins at her prayers before a wooden cross. Something whispered across the hillside and blew away all I knew of life. Magic abandoned me to love.

Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: My Sepia World

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This post was created in response to Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge. You can see other sepia works at

http://ceenphotography.com/2014/03/03/cees-fun-foto-challenge-sepia-tones/

Peanut Butter Cups and Raindrops

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This post is inspired by Cee from Oregon who hosts “Share Your World”. I have not posted in SYW these last few weeks because of the way my schedule has fallen; But when I read this week’s questions I just couldn’t resist sectioning off a bit of my time so I could answer peanut butter cup- in- cheek so to speak. I  beg Cee’s indulgence as I am going to answer her questions out-of-order. Truly sorry.   🙂

The questions originally read as posted below but I am going to answer them in the following order respectively 2,1,3 and 4.

Would you rather be given $10,000 for your own use or $100,000 to give anonymously to strangers?

When you’re 90 years old, what will matter most to you?

Candy factories of the entire world have become one and will now be making only one kind of candy. Which kind, if you were calling the shots?

So, you’re on your way out and it’s raining. Do you know where your umbrella is or do you frantically search for it all over your apartment/house?

When I am 90 years old the weather will be the most important aspect of my life. Aside from the fact that inclement weather will affect my lumbago, I fully intend by that time the candy industry will have used the $100,000.00 I donate anonymously (you heard it here first folks) to create the first ever peanut butter cup rain machine. the result of course will be that since peanut butter cups are now freely falling from the sky the factories will no longer have to produce chocolate of any kind, and therefore can turn their profit-making ventures toward making Boston fruit slices, which everyone knows is the second best candy after peanut butter cups. As to my umbrella… I now leave it outside turned upside down on the front lawn in anticipation of the next PBC monsoon.

To read Cee’s other contributors please jump to this site:

http://ceenphotography.com/2014/02/24/share-your-world-2014-week-8/

The Legacy Of Trees

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“The size and height of the tree determines how heavily the ground will shake when it falls. The cassava tree falls and not even the pests in the forest are aware. The baobab tree falls and the whole forest looks empty! Such is human life!” Israelmore Ayivor, The Great Hand Book of Quotes

“The size and height of the tree determines how heavily the ground will shake when it falls. The cassava tree falls and not even the pests in the forest are aware. The baobab tree falls and the whole forest looks empty! Such is human life!” Israelmore Ayivor, The Great Hand Book of Quotes

 

May we so live that those behind us must strive hard to fill the void we leave!

This quote is part of Ese’s shoot & quote challenge http://esengasvoice.wordpress.com/2014/02/16/ese-s-weekly-shootquote-challenge-empty/

Family Circle

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“There is no such thing as a “broken family.” Family is family, and is not determined by marriage certificates, divorce papers, and adoption documents. Families are made in the heart. The only time family becomes null is when those ties in the heart are cut. If you cut those ties, those people are not your family. If you make those ties, those people are your family. And if you hate those ties, those people will still be your family because whatever you hate will always be with you.”
―     C. JoyBell

Today’s theme from the Daily Post is: Karma or Circle  http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2014/02/12/daily-prompt-karma-chameleon/

I am not a big believer in karma but I do believe what the Bible says “Life and death are in the power of the tongue.” Prov. 18:20

I also think that the bold quote above by C.JoyBell is true. Families are simply complicated. At the end of the day when you sit down around the circle of the dinner table you may not see eye to eye but disagreement doesn’t trump love. Blood is thicker than water and love is thicker than both transcending all. It may not bring me good karma but I hope what I have spoken brings life to some heart out there.

Fifty And Thinking Of Dad

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Cee’s Black & White Photo challenge this week is :Over Fifty.

http://ceenphotography.com/2014/02/12/cees-black-white-challenge-50-years-or-older/

As I read her post I found myself walking down the road to memory. I am nearly fifty myself now. My Dad died just days before his fiftieth birthday.

I find myself  thinking of all the things he missed, all the memories he did not get to make. My youngest daughter, for instance,  will be married this November. Dad never knew her. Yet his life touches hers still because part of what he was is in me.

Jesus said “If you have seen me you have seen the Father.” While that’s true for Jesus and the Father God, I guess in some small way it’s also true for every father and son. As much as we may not like it there are some things in us that reflect where we came from, who we came from. Maybe we express it differently. Perhaps we are more healed than our predecessors so what’s in us of them comes out in healthy ways instead of broken ways, but it’s still part of our heritage…our DNA.

The writer of Ecclesiastes wrote “There is nothing new under the sun.”  Maybe, just maybe, that’s because each new generation is just a reflection of the last. Maybe we shine better. Maybe we shine worse. Maybe we shine further than our forbears.  However, we shine, and it is something that the world has seen before.

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The piano man.

I Ain’t Yellow….Well Maybe a Little.

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This week’s travel theme given by Ailsa is: YELLOW.  My dad used to accuse people he disliked of being yellow, cowards. I got the brunt end of that accusation a few times myself. It’s not a color I ever wanted  to be.

The Pancake Boat, Wormerveer

The Pancake Boat, Wormerveer

Still, not all that is yellow is full of fear. The sun is yellow and no one thinks of fear when they gaze into that orb.  I  guess how you view yellow…any color…any aspect of life for that matter is really up to you. You can let others define it for you or you can choose to make something new of it for yourself. Pablo Picasso said,  Some painters transform the sun into a yellow spot, others transform a yellow  spot into the sun.

Me!

Me!

There is no blue without yellow and without orange.

 Vincent VanGogh 

Keukenhof

Keukenhof

Of all the possible ways to think about yellow though I like best this thought, I really just want to be warm yellow light that pours over everyone I  love.

 Conor Oberst 

I guess in light of all these words I wouldn’t mind being called “yellow” after all.

Hey, have some fun with the other yellow posts at Ailsa site here

http://wheresmybackpack.com/2014/02/07/travel-theme-yellow/