I think, Dear it’s time we got a new Christmas tree this year. Ours is looking too sad now.
Nights grow longer, colder, sun fades from icy grey sky which dead tree branches claw in bitter winds, water crystallises, glistening in moonlight, winter arrives.
All roads led to somewhere, but what if they don’t? What if there is just nothing and everyone is lost?
(Inspired by; https://lindaghill.com/2018/11/14/one-liner-wednesday-share-the-road/ with thanks).
Puddles covered the ground like ink blots, brown leaves floated, nature’s art display.
(Inspired by; https://lindaghill.com/2018/11/07/one-liner-wednesday-an-autumn-goodbye/ with thanks).
Remember, Remember the fifth of November! Buy fireworks tomorrow. Finish off setting up the bonfire and don’t forget to check it for hedgehogs before lighting it.
He left his shoes on the dock, laughing that he wasn’t a chicken to jump into the freezing autumn lake.
(Inspired by; https://flashfictionforthepracticalpractitioner.wordpress.com/2018/10/09/flash-fiction-for-the-purposeful-practitioner-2018-week-41/ with thanks.)
The phone rang and rang but there was no one left alive in the house to answer it anymore.
Remember to be the biggest pumpkin possible for the party this year. Small ones just won’t be scary enough.
It started out as a game of hide and seek which turned into a nightmare none of them could ever escape from.
(Inspired by; https://scvincent.com/2018/09/20/thursday-photo-prompt-pillars-writephoto/ with thanks).
The pumpkin harvest had been great which had left the farm with a surplus, so they got inventive with selling them.
(Inspired by; https://flashfictionforthepracticalpractitioner.wordpress.com/2018/09/12/flash-fiction-for-the-purposeful-practitioner-2018-week-37/ with thanks).