He was running late for his meeting, so he didn’t check his briefcase before leaving the house. All his paperwork was in there though as he had put it in yesterday afternoon, so why wouldn’t it still be?
He got to the meeting, flustered and feeling unprepared. He had to present the company’s finance report to the board, so today was not the time to be panicking.
Everyone was all ready seated, he apologised for being late and got on with things.
He pulled out the paperwork and looked for his notes but what he saw instead was brightly coloured children’s drawings.
The Halloween Ball was coming up and Lilac still hadn’t found a costume she liked. Deciding to make her own, she had searched the internet and raided the fabric shop. Now, she was surrounded by sewing things, fancy fabrics and trims.
Lilac felt over whelmed for a few minutes. It seemed far more difficult then she first thought. She was a novice sewer and making this vast dress seemed out of her league.
Still though, she had to try and it didn’t have to be perfect. Halloween allowed for every kind of mistake.
Photos have always drawn me in. I’m no good at taking them and I’m not interested in photography. I like to think about why someone took a photo, the landscape and people in them. The capturing of the moment, the memory.
There are some that believe photos capture the soul. I’ve not come across anything like that, just a lot of nameless faces and changed places.
What I believe is that each photo holds a story within. It’s my destiny to uncover these stories, no matter what they might be.
It was hard to know what the last owners of the house had been thinking, everything seemed topsy turvy. However, I was happy we had finally found a place to call home and with two months to go before our first baby arrived.
I looked up at the skylight in the kitchen extension and wondered why someone had decided a glass roof was needed when the windows let enough light in. Like most of the other strange fixtures, there wasn’t much we could do about it.
It looked like something out of that musical about hungry plants. Trust her half blind grandmother to have brought and given it to her as a leaving gift.
Looking around her small uni student bedroom, Ruby decided to place the ‘IT’ on a tall bookcase. The plant trailed down and for a few moments Ruby imagined those vines growing, crawling across the floor and strangling her as she slept….
Shaking her head, Ruby broke into laughter and started to unpack. Those kind of things didn’t happen in the real world! The plant’s only horror was it’s ugliness.