Just look at the sky. So blue. The sun’s playing hide-and-seek with fluffy white clouds. See?
Yesterday it was grey. Just… grey. Raindrops bounced off the glass. Pitter-patter, pitter…patter.
When it snows, I don’t see the sky. Just a sparkly white blanket. A freezing cold blanket. Not like this nice one. Brrr.
Sometimes I see pigeons. Look, there’s one now. A butterfly sat up there this morning, wings outstretched. It was beautiful. So…beautiful.
I’d love to go outside. But I can’t. Not on my own. My friend’s coming tomorrow….I hope. She’ll take me out. If the sky’s blue. Like now.
Thanks to Rochelle for hosting and to J Hardy Carroll for the picture.
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So much info in so few words. Very well done!
Thanks so much Christine
Oh, this is so sad, the yearning for going outside.
It’s probably more common than we imagine. Thanks Di.
I think so too Keith, especially for someone who is housebound
Very nice, Keith. I’ve built all kinds of pictures in my head from your words.
I’m delighted. Thanks so much
Dear Keith,
The reveal that the MC couldn’t go outside by himself made me sad. Yet his outlook doesn’t welcome pity, does it? Nicely done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
That’s exactly how I hoped it would come across. Thanks so much Rochelle.
So much said and unsaid here. Great POV for this write!
Most kind of you, thanks so much..
:Lovely story, Keith
Thanks Neil.
A very touching vignette Keith, superbly done.
That’s most kind of you Iain.
Makes me wonder if the confinement is self-imposed. Sickness or another type of immobility due to old age or frailty, or agoraphobia?
As you rightly point out there are many reasons for confinement.
Awww, i hope outside is in the cards for tomorrow.
I’d like to think so. Thanks Mimi
A story with beautiful descriptions, Keith. I’m mostly housebound these days but the weather here is either cloudy, sunny, or rainy. I miss the Spring and Fall. Well done. 🙂 — Suzanne
As a lover of the outdoors, I cannot imagine what being housebound is really like. Thanks for dropping by Suzanne.
How frustrating to be trapped inside when being outside calls. Hope her friend does visit!
I hope so too! Thanks so much, Colline
To be so close and see it, but feel unable to experience it. Nice one!
Not something I’d wish to experience. Thanks so much
It feels like a child or a very old person – I love their attitude of enjoying observing what happens above while hoping they will be taken out. Feels wistful.
I wrote it from the perspective of an elderly person – me one day!
Far off 😉
i wonder why he can’t go out by himself? what’s holding him up?
I imagined him to be wheelchair-bound and not mobile without assistance.
I love the artwork with the froggie that you did. Your story is a tender one that says enough to draw the reader in, but leaves spaces to fill in the rest of the story. Nice work!
Thanks so much for your kind words. Froggie sends his regards!
You and Froggie are very welcome.
This is haunting, Keith, and leaves so many questions.
Thank you so much Liz.
Oh there is a kick at the end of this. Well told. Longing and a hint of despair but with hope too
When hope goes there’s not a lot left. Thanks Laurie.
Life through the (skylight) window. Nicely told.
Exactly! Cheers Trent.
So much meaning in just 100 words. Love it.
I’m pleased. Thanks so much.
Even though confined, your protagonist seem to be so very replete with hope, Keith.
I like the optimism of this poignant tale.
Nicely done indeed.
Exactly what I hoped to convey. Thanks Natasha.
I did read this first time through the list. Lovely tale!
Thanks so much Tessa.
Terrible feeling to see the world through a skylight and not able to enjoy it fully. Hope your friend comes and takes you outside.
At least he has a skylight, but it’s not a situation I’d like to find myself in.
His attitude is so hopeful despite his longing and confinement. I mean his friend’s visit is not even guaranteed, but he still appreciates what he can.
I’m pleased it came across that way. Thanks Fatima.
You drew me right in. Total sympathy for the poor guy who is apparently unable to move. You did a great job of showing us his world through the skylight.
Thanks so much Linda.
Whatever the reason, this is a well-constructed, melancholic portrait. Nicely done!
Thanks so much.
It’s the little things people miss if they are taken away. These things like fresh air are taken for granted.
Indeed it is, thanks Tannille.
This tale does represent so well people in a sad state… I can just imagine a world when all you can see is the sky.
I can’t imagine living in a room where the only window looks upwards not outwards. Thanks so much, Bjorn
Poignant! I love how you’ve captured his/her cheery optimism despite being relegated to a room. I hope the sun shines on them and they get to go out tomorrow.
How often we take our freedom for granted and the blessings of the universe.
Lovely one, Keith.
Have a Mary Monday!
It’s shining here right now so hopefully, it is for my narrator. Thanks so much for posting my tale on your Facebook page Natasha.
A pleasure.😊
Such a sad existence.
You told a lot in these few words.
Thanks so much – I only wish I had a few more.
Lovely blog yoou have