Daily Archives: September 7, 2012

Friday Fictioneers: Settling

Another intriguing photo from Madison Woods, to inspire us to more ministories. I’m not sure where this picture was taken, but the people who lived there once had to be able to endure hardships –


When the road’s so bad the wheel falls off the wagon, it’s time to settle. Good dirt, peppered with lots of rock, too much to plow until you dig those rocks out and pile them up. Shape it right, and a rock pile’s a house. We could of been happy there, rich as you need to be.

She tried. Wouldn’t let me throw out that old wagon wheel. “Waste not,” she’d say. “I’m gonna make a garden out of it. Flowers between the spokes. You wait.” But there was so much hard work to do first, and it broke her. That last spring, I planted flowers where she could see them out the window, but I don’t know how to grow them. Died with nothing to look at but weeds.

Road runs two ways. Might be I’ll go back where there’s people. Might find me a strong lonely woman.

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I keep forgetting to say this – criticisms, pro and con, are welcome.