Post 1638. Wednesday March 21
How nice. ‘High five’ I shout as I slap my palm against the welcome sign. Unfortunately, my gesture is a little overenthusiastic and I send it tumbling over the edge and down into the stream. Sorry, I mutter. I carry on round the bend singing my favourite song.
‘Climb every mountain, ford every…’ (sorry, that ‘s a bit out of tune!)
On I plod. I crane my neck to watch a soaring eagle, or is it a sparrow? Whatever, it’s beautiful. Then I trip.
Oh-oh-woo-woo-ooh-bumpity-bumpity…splash!
There’s that ****** welcome sign again. ‘You could have warned me’ I yell as I refused it another high five.
A little bit of nonsense for this week’s Friday Fictioneers which is once again hosted by Rochelle. This weeks picture is provided by Björn Rudberg
Muchas gracias. ?Como puedo iniciar sesion?
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