Creative Writing
modern day
dead of night
back deck
peaceful/thoughtful
glass of wine
deep eyes
back woods/chasing the dog
Gatsby! Come back here!
It was the end of the long week, and time for a relaxing break gazing at the stars from the back deck. A cool, breeze whispered through the tall trees, as she sipped wine from a large glass. A sigh...the Big Dipper, a sip, Orion, peace as you could hear the chirps of crickets, the burbling creek, and deer stepping throught the brush. CRASH....peace is broken as the puppy bounded down the stairs and flew into the woods. He was followed by the heavy boots of the hunter of the household off to gather food for the week. The smell of acrid smoke from the previous hunt's spent ammunition seemed to saturate the clothing and the last words he heard his wife say from the back porch were, "you can wash those clothes when you get home, sip, I'm not going to."
modern day
dead of night
back deck
peaceful/thoughtful
glass of wine
deep eyes
back woods/chasing the dog
Gatsby! Come back here!
It was the end of the long week, and time for a relaxing break gazing at the stars from the back deck. A cool, breeze whispered through the tall trees, as she sipped wine from a large glass. A sigh...the Big Dipper, a sip, Orion, peace as you could hear the chirps of crickets, the burbling creek, and deer stepping throught the brush. CRASH....peace is broken as the puppy bounded down the stairs and flew into the woods. He was followed by the heavy boots of the hunter of the household off to gather food for the week. The smell of acrid smoke from the previous hunt's spent ammunition seemed to saturate the clothing and the last words he heard his wife say from the back porch were, "you can wash those clothes when you get home, sip, I'm not going to."
Well, this makes me want a glass of wine!