Forever Together

(image from Word online photos)

The bark was rough and scratchy, but her hands found the spot.  Carved into the side of the tree was her true love.  Both their initials and a heart; she remembered the day it happened like it was yesterday.

He pulled out his knife and started chipping away at the bark.  She was shocked and asked, “what are you doing to that tree?”

“Just locking our future into the history books.  Our love will last as long as this carving will.”

“You can’t do that in a public park.”

“Watch me, besides it’s not like there are many people here besides us.  It is eighteen degrees outside.”

“You are such a romantic at heart.  I love you.”

“I love you too, now let me carve.”

Her hand still rested on the carving.  It had been six months now since he died.  She let a tear fall from her eyes and said, “I still love you, honey.”


Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – bark

Fandango’s Friday Flashback – May 15th

Every Friday Fandango asks us to look back through our past entries on this date of a previous year.  This week we go back to 2017 When I was posting a weekly “Monochrome Monday” picture at the time.  That is what I will share today…

Monochrome Monday – Horizontal Tree

This week I am also posting for the Weekly Photo Challenge as well as my Monochrome Monday.  This was a picture from a bridge after a rain storm, I thought it fit the reflecting challenge quite well.  Have a great week everyone!

Digimax A50 / KENOX Q2

Roots

the roots grow strong
in this family tree
service men and women
giving for their country
dedicating life for their communities
to protect and to serve
helping others endlessly
while devoted to God
building on a future
one hammer and nail at a time
yes, the roots are strong
in this family tree
so I’ll do what I can
to make my branch steady
and hold up my side
of this tree of life

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – tree

12 Days of Christmas – Decorations

Everything is so shiny and sparkly this time of year.  From twinkling lights to glitter galore homes are transformed into a wonderland.  And through the years I have seen so many things that drew my attention.

As a child we would pile in the car and drive through town sometime during the week of Christmas to look at all the light displays people had put up on their houses.  I can remember through the years many familiar houses I would always anticipate seeing the latest creations they had done.  From the simplistic glow of all white lights to a collection of rainbow colors, it all would dazzle the eyes.

Indoors I recall a heavy cardboard fireplace we would assemble every year to hang our stockings on.  It even had a motor and light that simulated the fires glow.  Sadly it only held up for so many years before the cardboard began to degrade.

There was the anticipation of seeing my Gma’s holiday village display when we visited our grandparents.  It was a hand-made village created by my great-grandmother.  The tree would be a work in progress for days until the tinsel had all been placed one strand at a time, one branch at a time, bottom to top.  It took a long time but it was so beautiful when it was done.  And the Christmas cards that would line the doorways and mirror of our living room.

Today the decorations are minimal compared to when I grew up.  The tree is still the focal point.  There are the bells on the door, the vinyl clings on the windows and some stand alone decorations – my favorite being a snowman with a lamppost a friend gave me.  I still at 50 years old delight in seeing the light displays in the neighborhood and all over town.

What are some of your favorite decorations to see this time of year?  What is a must in your home to add sparkle to the holiday?

Day 23 – The Willow

I have tried to find a way to express the fond memories I have been reliving today thanks to the daily word prompt, but cannot get it down in a poetic flow today.  So I am combining the daily prompt with my 100 Days of Happiness today.

Growing up we would travel the 3 hours every summer to spend time with out grandparents.  They had an amazing house that they actually built themselves, including digging the ground for the basement.  But I remember many summers in the front yard playing next to a beautiful weeping willow tree.

We would run through a sprinkler and seek shade under the willow.  It would be the home base for a game of tag.  The tree was even a guard of sorts that protected us from the busy corner of the street it was on.  It became the out-of-bounds area for throwing frisbees to however many family members we could get to play.   It was also the perfect back drop for some family pictures through the years.

Every time I see a weeping willow my mind goes back to that special one in my youth I will always think fondly of.  No weeping tonight, only gentle smiles from memories recalled.