I haven’t mentioned the Reverse 100 Thing Challenge since last month, and here we are at the end of March. But I really have still been working on it, with the goal of throwing out something or other every day for 100 days.
Mostly it’s been glass or paper or plastic to be recycled and books to be given away (more than you see here, but how many photos of old books and piles of paper can you look at?) –
but there have been a few unusual odds and ends –
Obsolete computer memory
and antistatic bags that old computer parts came in
A worn-out pepper mill
And now I’m 75 days into the challenge – three-quarters of the way through.
But this year, so far, there’s not much chance that you’ve seen it.
Here’s what it looks like.
Too much going on to do much in the way of writing today, so –
Since it’s Palm Sunday, a photo of a palm tree. I was surprised to see that Italian palm trees grow all the way to the southern city limits of Rome.
A day late, but here’s my Friday Fictioneers story for this week. Another great photo presented by the one and only Rochelle Wisoff-Fields, another 100 words of fiction to go with it –
Well, okay, you never saw me do this before. But you have a lot of sayings about animals, right? Sly as a fox? Stubborn as a mule? Not that mules have anything to get stubborn about. How about sensible as a horse?
See, I’ve heard our legends…long juicy green grass, so soft and thick you can roll in it, so tasty you could graze all day long. Maybe there’s grass like that someplace, but not around here. But I figure if I can just water this pasture enough, the grass will grow. And after that, I’ll take care of those brown hills.
Yesterday was an ordinary day, until early afternoon. Then, as I was leaving the supermarket, a woman with a few bags of groceries and a bunch of cut sunflowers came up to me.
“This is going to sound strange,” she said. “But are you a mother?”
“Well, today was my mother’s birthday,” she said, her voice breaking. “And these were her favorite flowers, and I make a habit every year of giving somebody else a bunch of them.” And she handed the flowers to me.
I mumbled “Thank you” – I wish I had more presence of mind in situations like this and had said something more to her – took the flowers home, and there they sit, in my living room in the biggest vase I own.
I hope she feels happier today.
Posted in 2013, Flowers
It seemed like it a few days ago, anyhow. My crocuses have been up and blooming for a week now, my daffodils are starting to develop buds, even my daylilies are poking up above ground level.
And for tonight, they’re forecasting sleet. 😦