for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt where the given word is Heather and the limit, 27 words.
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Little Jack dug a hole, dropped in a heather plant and pressed soil around its roots.
‘I miss Auntie Heather’ said Jack.
‘So do I’ said Mum.
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Twenty-seven words …
Aww!
Thank you!
My pleasure
Awe, sweet 🙂
Thanks Dee!
Nice take Keith
Thanks Di.
Sweet story 🙂
Thanks so much.
That was lovely, Keith
Thanks so much Dale.
A sweet remembrance of a beloved aunt, lovely snapshot, Keith.
Thanks so much Dora.
This was so so sweet! And such a great way to grow memories.
Thanks so much Na’ama.
Awww, planting in her honor. Touching.
He did. Thanks Mimi.
Dear Keith,
I love what you did with the graphics as much as your sweet story.
Shalom,
Rochelle
I do love graphics! Thanks so much Rochelle.
Very nice, Keith. I agree about the graphic — also well done!
That’s so kind of you , thanks so much.
Delightfully macabre, old seed!
Cheers CE!
Hi Keith – I had Percy, the ivy, he came with me … he’s in Northamptonshire now – came up from London … everytime I see a clambering ivy – Percy comes to mind. Good little tale – have a good wet week! Hilary
I bet he’s missing you Hilary!