for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt where the given word is Treetop.
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My mate drops white pebbles when rambling to help find his way back.
Me? A compass, far more sensible.
It says south-east. I want to go home, so I’ll head north-east, no, south-north, erm….
If I climb to that treetop I should be able to see the town.
Oh, I can’t.
Look, there’s a white pebble, and another. I think I’ll follow them.
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Indeed, sometimes technology fails but nature’s guidestones lead us home. Love the story and your reading!
Very true! Thanks, Suzette.
Delightful tale, tersely told. Thank God for clever friends, eh.
We could all do with one or two of them! Thanks, Christine.
When it doubt, pebble it home … 😉
…or if you have a bicycle, pedal it home!
😀
I’m more of a pebble leaver…
I’m sure you are!
Your writing is so refreshing, Keith <3 ~ very enjoyable!
Much love,
David
Thanks so much, David.
Good to have a friend who saves the way.
Absolutely!
I’m thinking, if you don’t know your east from your west; your north from your south… best to follow the pebbled road!
There’s always a chance that you could follow it in the wrong direction, and that would never do!
There is that…
Fun response Keith. Following the pebbles, you will either catch up with your friend or find yourself at his house!
I quite like his house so I hope it’s the latter!
Don’t forget to put the kettle on………………….
Ha yes dump your compass, follow your nose and the pebbles…. I just hope it’s your friend’s pebbles you are following! 🙂
Good point Angela!
He-he. I’ll never tell on you.
I’ll keep you to that!
A compass is only sensible if you know how to use it!
Like most things in life!
I followed the pebbles too. Found ya both at the pub.
I am a retired US Air Force master navigator. On the ground I am nearly useless. I have no “sense” of direction. One of my children is notoriously “directionally challenged”
I was so surprised to discover that my phone has a compass. Does anyone know how to use them? 🙂