Friday Fictioneers: Daffies

Over at the Addicted to Purple blog, Rochelle has challenged us to write a story of ±100 words based on the photograph below.


PHOTO PROMPT © The Reclining Gentleman

Genre: Fiction
Word Count: 100

“Oooooh, look—Daffies!”

Her response was automatic every time she spotted a yellow Daffodil.

February was Dorothy’s favorite month. The bulbs she planted in her flower beds awoke each year to announce the impending arrival of Spring.

Dormant since Fall, her flower beds would soon be alive with a colorful symphony of new life.

“Oooooh, look—Daffies!”

Dorothy could see the flashes of yellow on the hillside through the picture window.

These days Tom hired a gardener to tend to their flower beds. They spent what time they had left with the medical community.

“Oooooh, look—Daffies!”

Tom stood and went home alone.


  34 comments for “Friday Fictioneers: Daffies

  1. February 16, 2016 at 5:36 AM

    Memories. Sweet and painful all at once.

    • February 16, 2016 at 5:51 AM

      You have a point there. It helps me to appreciate the Now.

  2. Dale
    February 14, 2016 at 8:38 PM

    Definitely harder for those left behind in the “real” world… lovely and well told.

    • February 15, 2016 at 5:30 AM

      Thanks, Dale. It is a very real problem for many people out there.

  3. alstacer
    February 14, 2016 at 5:40 AM

    A host of golden daffies and Tom left wandering lonely as a cloud… You gave us more than 100 words worth. Well written.

    • February 14, 2016 at 5:42 AM

      Thanks, Al. These 100-word challenges are more difficult than the 50,ooo-word NaNoWriMo challenge.

  4. February 13, 2016 at 10:13 AM

    Ah yes, when the mind slips… beautifully told!

  5. February 12, 2016 at 8:01 AM

    It is always harder for those that are left behind in the real world. Nicely done.

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