Ragtag Daily Prompt: Swash

With a wave and a smile, Queen Pirouette’s carriage was off again, down the road toward Castle Rising. After just a few minutes, a clap of thunder shook the vehicle. The sky instantly darkened and then opened up a torrent of rain. To the passengers, it sounded as though they were being pelted with stones, but it was only the water.

The windows of the carriage began to steam, so Abigail drew a handkerchief from her sleeve and began to buff the window nearest to her. “My goodness! Such a storm!” She said.

When Pirouette heard the wheels of the carriage swash in the ruts that passed for a road, she took the handle on her cane and pounded the ceiling. “Stop!” She shouted. “Stop this instant!”

Lens-Artists Photo Challenge: Here Comes the Sun

Sunrise over College Creek, Annapolis, Maryland, USA

Here comes the sun

A sunflower in all its glory

Cell Pic Sunday: After the Blizzard

Thank you, Cee for directing me to this challenge; that is, Cell Pic Sunday. Now that we are on the verge of another blisteringly hot summer, I thought it would be nice to take a look at the horrors that winter can bring. Cell Pic Sunday is hosted by a gentleman named John Steiner. I would strongly urge anyone who sees this post to check out his page.

The backyard of our house that we recently sold and already miss like a close friend who’s gone away forever.