A few scattered words …

for Friday Fictioneers



Arthur loved wildflowers.

Cornflowers, foxgloves, harebells.

Often he’d gather a few, tie them with a ribbon and hand them to a passing stranger.

Columbine, thrift, ragged robin.

He’d hold a buttercup beneath a child’s chin, if their skin glowed yellow he knew they liked butter! He was a great believer in folklore.

On the village green, amid a carpet of blossom sits a wooden bench. The villagers placed it there after he passed, beneath the cherry tree that he and his wife Florence adored. They mixed wildflower seeds with his ashes and scattered them there.

Daisies, cowslips, poppies.

Arthur loved wildflowers.



A1vFor the A-Z Challenge in 2017, I wrote a story each day about the fictional village of Amble Bay. Arthur featured in most of them, but sadly he died in the final instalment. You can read it HERE should you so wish!


postalThanks to Rochelle for hosting and to Ted Strutz for the photo.

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59 thoughts on “A few scattered words …

  1. ceayr Feb 17, 2021 / 14:11

    What is it with you this week, have you got St Val fever?
    Soppy but sweet, old gherkin!

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  2. Sadje Feb 17, 2021 / 14:31

    I have a few tales on this image. This is my favorite

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  3. Sandee Feb 17, 2021 / 16:27

    Arthur is pleased. Well done. You’re quite the wordsmith, Keith.

    Have a fabulous day and rest of the week. 🙂

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  4. granonine Feb 17, 2021 / 16:37

    This is lovely, Keith. Pleasant people, kind and friendly. And everyone who came into contact with them responded in kind.

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  5. Liz Young Feb 17, 2021 / 17:59

    That’s lovely. There are some favoured beauty spots where so many people’s ashes are scattered that the composition of the soil has changed.

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  6. Iain Kelly Feb 17, 2021 / 18:28

    I remember that series of stories! Good to hear Arthur is doing well in the afterlife.

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  7. Dora Feb 17, 2021 / 18:29

    Keith, Loved hearing the names of the wildflowers, one by one. Somehow made this tale all the more heartwarming and a delight to read.

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  8. rochellewisoff Feb 17, 2021 / 23:28

    Dear Keith,

    What a sweet memorial for a flower lover. Blooming with love.



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  9. Dale Feb 18, 2021 / 00:58

    Oh, this is wonderful, Keith. I like this side of you!

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  10. draliman Feb 18, 2021 / 16:58

    That’s a sweet tale! There are a couple of benches in my village dedicated to past residents.

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  11. Bear Feb 18, 2021 / 17:09

    What a lovely take on this picture…wish I’d thought of it. 🙂 ❤

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  12. ahtdoucette Feb 20, 2021 / 21:17

    LOL. I’ve had more embarrassing wrong number calls, but not by much. At least there was no sexy fun time talk.

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  13. subroto Feb 23, 2021 / 13:30

    Such a sweet story. Arthur is still delighting people in the afterlife.

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  14. Michael Humphris Feb 23, 2021 / 23:15

    We have two memorial benches in my village. Each one carries sadness, yet offers a welcome. Unfortunately flowers are very much in decline in here my valley. I have planted primulas and cowslips, but just like my daffodils they slowly disappear. However at present time the foxgloves make up for them

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    • Keith's Ramblings Feb 24, 2021 / 14:56

      Foxgloves do tend to take over once they get established, happliy though, they are really colourful!


  15. Na'ama Yehuda Feb 24, 2021 / 03:16

    This is beautiful! 🙂 And, here’s to wildflowers and pushing up daisies in town squares for the children to play on.

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