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Twittering Tale #57– The Roundup

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About the challenge: Each Tuesday I will provide a photo prompt. Your mission, if you choose to accept the challenge, is to tell a story based on that prompt in 140 characters or less. Be sure to let me know in the comments with a link to your tale.

A final note: if you need help tracking the number of characters in your story, there is a nifty online tool that will count for you at charactercountonline.com.

I will do a roundup each Tuesday, along with providing a new prompt. And if for some reason I missed your entry in the Roundup, as I have occasionally done, please let me know. I want to be sure to include your tale.

Finally, have fun! I know it can be a challenge squashing an entire tale into 140 characters (spaces and punctuation included), but it feels so good when you are able to make it work…just ask some of these awesome writers below. They’re expert Tweeters!

Twittering Tale #56– The Roundup

Well, I offered you three cool photos and I can’t believe how many of you took the challenge and wrote a tale for ALL THREE! It was soooo awesome to see your creativity blossom with this week’s challenge. I’m going to post the thumbnails for each of your tales so everyone who stops by can experience your tale with the inspiration that helped you write it! Bravo Everyone!

Starting us out:

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By Smokefish at Pixabay.com

“Are you a witch?”
She never let on that her toothless grin and scary appearance was not a costume. On this one night, she could be herself.
(139 Characters)

From Leena at Soul Connection:
Prfct Halowen Decrtn Fr Hme n Gardn
Mom We R Hme
(Lgts Ot)
Who’s Thr Staring
Haha Mom Dnt Try 2Scare Us
(Phne Rngs)
Hello
Kids M Out.Wl B Lil Late.
(140 Characters)

From Di at Pensitivity101:
I’m going for captions!

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By PaulBR75 at Pixabay.com

Do you come here often?

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By Smokefish at Pixabay.com

It was the dog, honest.

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By Noupload at Pixabay.com

OK children, gather round and I’ll tell you a bedtime story.

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From Reena at ReInventions:

The prince arrived in search of his love. The carriage had turned into a pumpkin, and the witch was back to her original self. Now what?
(136 characters)

From Willow at Willowdot21:
Red or Dead

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By Smokefish at Pixabay.com

Her eyes compelled him, he surrendered his soul. When he died his soul was trapped within her red shawl. Look closely you can see his face.
(139 characters)

Beware The pumpkin man

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By Noupload at Pixabay.com

Jake wanted them to take a closer look. Joe had heard bad things about this place.
Jake wasn’t listening he left Joe, never to be seen again.
(140 characters)

Pumpkin Dreams

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By PaulBR75 at Pixabay.com

On top of the pile
Carve out your smile.
Have a candle burn your gut.
Be sliced scored and cut.
To make the children scream
Every pumpkin’s dream
(140 characters)

 

From Jan at Strange Goings in the Shed:

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By Smokefish at Pixabay.com

“Je Suis Mort” she says. “I am dead”
Crimson shroud veils all but intense gaze and whispered words
Do we flee?
Face our fate?
Destiny calls
(135 characters)

From Radhika at Radhika’s Reflection:
Lady in Red

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By Smokefish at Pixabay.com

After watching the horror movie at night, I went to the bedroom and froze with fear. Lying there with an evil smile, was the lady in red!
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From Kathryn at Another Foodie Blogger:

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By PaulBR75 at Pixabay.com

“I took a pic at the pumpkin patch of these two adorable kids dressed as vampires, check this out!”
“Um, I only see hay bales and pumpkins?”

From Peter at Peter’s Ponderings:

Pumpkin Mom looked out over her brood, fondly remembering the romps in the hay bales!
Granny, wrapping her stole around, smiled knowingly.
(137 characters)


This week’s prompt, a great photo by PIRO4D at Pixabay. What does this one say to you? Is this the tale of a cyclist, a craftsman or a curiosity hunter? Maybe it’s about an inheritance. Or it could be about getting lost on a bike trail…you tell me! I’m sure you know! Have fun and see you next week!

Twittering Tale #57 – 7 November 2017

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Photo: “Saddle” by PIRO4D at Pixabay.com

“How was the bike ride?’
“Painful.”
“Didn’t you wear those padded biker shorts?”
“Yeah. Next time I’m gonna strap a pillow to my ass!”

131 Characters

~kat


Twittering Tale #55 – 24 October 2017

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About the challenge: Each Tuesday I will provide a photo prompt. Your mission, if you choose to accept the challenge, is to tell a story based on that prompt in 140 characters or less. Be sure to let me know in the comments with a link to your tale.

A final note: if you need help tracking the number of characters in your story, there is a nifty online tool that will count for you at charactercountonline.com.

I will do a roundup each Tuesday, along with providing a new prompt. And if for some reason I missed your entry in the Roundup, as I have occasionally done, please let me know. I want to be sure to include your tale.

Finally, have fun! I know it can be a challenge squashing an entire tale into 140 characters (spaces and punctuation included), but it feels so good when you are able to make it work…just ask some of these awesome writers below. They’re expert Tweeters! 🙂

Twittering Tale #54 – The Roundup

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Photo by StockSnap @ Pixabay.com

My continuing tale from the previous week:
Part 2…
“It’s my Captain Midnight’s Secret Decoder Ring!”
“You dragged me here for a stupid kid’s ring?”
“I did.” He knelt on one knee, “marry me?”
(139 Characters)
(p.s. I can’t leave you hanging this week…she said yes.

From Reena at ReInventions:
“That’s interesting! The light blurs the view, rather than sharpen the focus.”
“It’s not just external light, but the filter you apply.”
(135 characters)

From Fandango at This, That, and the Other:
Please, I’m begging you, you need to find me and get me out of this cold, damp, dark room before I lose my freakin’ mind. Get me outta here!
(140 characters)

From Hayley at The Story Files:
It was her only source of comfort in the dank basement but it also showed her a view of an outside world she could never be a part of again.

From Di at Pensitivity101:
You have to see this view with a room.
The sunrise is awesome.
61 characters.

From Michael at Morpethroad:
Daylight brings belief.
Lost, alone, cold and miserable,
I look for succor from the suns rays
The darkness stays with me
Maybe soon?
Rescue?
Hope?

From Sandi at Flip Flops Every Day, a catch-up from the previous week and a picture from
From Week 53:
“Sorry, your newly built home is not yet ready.”
“So, where do we stay in the meantime?”
“Good news! We do have temporary housing available!”
(140 Characters)

From Week 54:
Blinded by accident
darkness will not prevail
In my mind’s eye, a window of light exists
Peering out, life beckons
Seeing everything so vividly

From Kathryn at Another Foodie Blogger:
Art waved a frantic halt to the bulldoze driver. He can’t believe he forgot! He felt around the window frame, the deposit box key secured.
(138 Characters)

From Willow at Willowdot21:
There is nothing like winter sun. It has no warmth to speak of.  Yet it has a crystal clear light that hides no secrets. It lifts your soul.
(140 Characters)

From Olga at Stuff and What If…
You told me to run for the old cabin.
It’s so dark and cold in here. Where are you?
Waiting is torture.
Wish I hadn’t lost my phone in the bog.
(140 Characters)

From Lorraine at In 25 Words, More or Less:
Dull dusty light.
A sneeze.
Tiring to stand; legs not answering.
Discombobulated. Frightened.
“Where am I?”
then gasp
“Who am I?”
125 Characters

From Peter at Peter’s Pondering:
Part two of the story from last week:
They climbed up quickly.
I see her Dad! Just where we left her. Can we stay with Mum?
Forever! said Dad, quietly releasing the safety catch.
(139 characters)

From Vivian at Smell the Coffee:
Too fat!
Too thin!
Too ugly!
Not-quite-right!
Urgh-poor!
Rapunzel stormed back to her sewing, fuming.
Mr Perfect had better be along now or ELSE!
140 characters

From Jan at Strange Goings on the Shed:
The forest dreams, brings together myth and magic.
We gaze across divide, yearning and regretting melding.
Seek it utters, dare to dream.
(135 characters)

From Leena at Soul Connection:
Y Maid Wipd Only Lower Wndw?
2day Her Lil Gal Cme 4wrk,May B Her Hnds Didnt Rchd Up
U Fgt Agnst Child Labor N Sadly U Made Sml Gal Wrk At Hme.

A room with a view…some of you took advantage of an opportunity to pen a part two to your tale from last week. Brava! I enjoyed learning the rest of the story! While others of you told brand new tales.

Sorry to anyone if you got confused by the Challenge number. I have a love-hate…mostly hate relationship with numbers. I have been known to drop numbers or do the old switcheroo with the order of numbers. Thankfully, Peter let me know early on so I could remedy my error straight away. At any rate, thanks for playing along just the same…even if it felt a bit deja vu-ish. 

This week as we get closer to Halloween and Harvestfests; nights growing darker and the veil growing thin, I found this creepy (or not…I’ll leave that to you) photo of three intrepid young people walking into a tunnel. Or maybe they’re walking out of the tunnel. Is it a game, a terror-ific trap? Are they being followed…or following someone. Hiding…or seeking? Or are they just having a bit of fun with echoes. I suspect there are a few or more possibilities with this photo, once again from pixabay.com by GuillermoEstrada. Tell me…what’s the story here?

And once again, have fun! It’s only 140 characters…you can do it! 🙂

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Photo by GuillermoEstrada at Pixabay.com

“Charly? Come on buddy!”
“Woof! Yelp!” Charly whizzed past, obviously terrorized.
“Charly!? Silly dog!”
“Not silly…LOOK!”
“What?”
“BATS!”
“AAH!”
(140 Characters)

~kat


Twittering Tale #53 – 10 October 2017

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About the challenge: Each Tuesday I will provide a photo prompt. Your mission, if you choose to accept the challenge, is to tell a story based on that prompt in 140 characters or less. Be sure to let me know in the comments with a link to your tale.

A final note: if you need help tracking the number of characters in your story, there is a nifty online tool that will count for you at charactercountonline.com.

I will do a roundup each Tuesday, along with providing a new prompt. Have Fun!

Twittering Tale #52 – The Roundup

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Photo by GLady on Pixabay.com

Starting us off…my tale:

When Joe was a kid he loved the circus; especially clowns. They were the nicest guys. But Joe was not nice. It was the perfect disguise.
(137 Characters)

From Reena at ReInventions:
“Who is that clown in red?”
“That is a demeaning phrase. The correct word for that is … Actor in the Comic Category. He is an award winner.”

(139 characters)

From Kalpana at Gemini in the Sky:
As he scrubbed his face clean, he felt unsure. The face in the mirror and the mask had merged into one and he never knew when

From Shweta at My Random Ramblings:
He wore a mask to make others laugh for a living,
but no one noticed the pain behind his smiles when he took off his mask.
(123 characters)

From Lady Lee at Lady Lee Manila:
Life is like a grammar class
Full of sentences and fragments
In every class, there’s a jackass
Therefore, we need our patience
Send in the clown
(140 characters)

From Leena at Soul Connection:
“Hey Kid Wana C My Tricks”
“JOKER”Kid Ran Away
Hey M Nt Bad Joker.Lk M Frndly,M Smiling.
Dis Kid Too Scared Of Me.

From Willow at WillowDot21:
Pushed away at home and at school
Always treated as the class fool.
He grew up happy in his own space.
He was a hit, and now wears a happy face.

From My Feelings My Freedom:
I despised clowns for obscuring their true identity. My belief was however defied, when the man in red, took the gunshot for me. Appalled!
(138 characters)

From Hayley at The Story Files:
Once again they cluttered the streets in their bright costumes, so Sally had no choice but to camp out in her attic and wait till the craze had passed.

From Vivian at Smell the Coffee:
-Oh my! When you said you were a clown
I didn’t realise that it was ur actual job!?
-Oops! When it said ‘blind date’,
I thot it mnt BLIND date!
140 characters

From Peter at Peter’s Ponderings:
His right pupil had already blown and dropped to the base of his iris. Now his nose was falling off. That cosmetic surgeon sure was a clown.

From Fandango at This, That and the Other:
I always thought that guy was a bit of a clown, but when he showed up in that stupid clown suit it just proved that he’s just a bad joke.
(137 characters)

From Francine at Woman Walks Dog:
Clown at the Fair
See that clown ? His real name is Ernest Doom he’s a crime writer.
How funny – I mean funny peculiar not funny ha ha
What tickles him ?
Nasty crimes for his books

From Deepika at Deepika’s Ramblings:
Too much chaos, stress and violence out in the world.
“Let me take on, making people smile.”
Come all, “Smile a while”, ease out the tensions.
140 characters.

From Jan at Strange Goings on in the Shed:
It’s taken a while to track you down and I’m not in a good mood. You’re fifty years overdue and he wants it back. Hand the soul over.
(135 words)

Clowns are quite an odd topic I found. Some of you were creeped out…some of you creeped ME out with your tales. There were a few funny tales too…and some bittersweet. Well done! Clowns are definitely controversial characters. But I love what you did with the challenge.

This week we’re exploring the story behind this treehouse. How many of you had a treehouse to play in when you were a kid? I lived near the woods, so I pretty much lived in the trees. Good times. There is something magical about having a special place to hang out when you’re young. I also had a secret hiding space in my room behind a bookcase that slid open like a door. I remember setting it up like my own little home inside a home. I spent many hours dreaming about life in that special place. What memories come to mind when you look at this week’s photo by Antranias on Pixabay.com? You have 140 characters to tell us all about it! Have fun. See you next week at the roundup!

Twittering Tale #53 – 10 October 2017

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Photo by Antranias on Pixabay.com

“There it is! Come on.”
“Nope. I’m fine down here.”
“Suit yourself. Have to see if it’s still there.”
“What’s so important?”
“This!”
“Is tha…”

~kat
(140 Characters…exactly)
Sorry…had to do it. The Rules are the Rules…140 Characters…but I do love a good cliffhanger!  😉


Twittering Tales #52 – 3 October 2017

 

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About the challenge: Each Tuesday I will provide a photo prompt. Your mission, if you choose to accept the challenge, is to tell a story based on that prompt in 140 characters or less. Be sure to let me know in the comments with a link to your tale.

A final note: if you need help tracking the number of characters in your story, there is a nifty online tool that will count for you at charactercountonline.com.

I will do a roundup each Tuesday, along with providing a new prompt. Have Fun!

Twittering Tale #51 – The Roundup

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Photo by Nordseher at Pixabay.com

Starting us off my tale…
The twister spared the trees but had tossed the apples on the ground.
“Looks like an apple butter year,” Mae quipped. It was her best batch.
(140 Characters)

From Reena at Reinventions:
This looks rotten on one side. Not the best for apple pie for her special people.
After all, their grandchildren visited only once in a year.
(140 characters)

From Michael at Morpethroad:
There’s one bad apple and I pulled it out.
Can’t have it spoiling the whole barrel.
You could have been that apple.
Lucky I pulled you out.

From Martin at Martin Corcoran:
Newton’s ex-wife never grew tired of cooking apple pies and dropping them on him from a great height, yelling Don’t blame me, blame gravity!
(140 Characters)

From Fandango at This, That, and the Other:
The old woman with the arthritic hand thrust the apple toward me and asked if I wanted a bite. When she started to cackle, I ran away.
(134 characters)

From Irena at Books and Hot Tea:
“It’s a magic apple,” gradfather said.
“Magic isn’t real,” I gumbled.
“Just try it,” he smiled.
And magically, my sadness disappeared.
(131 characters)

From Sight11 at Journey:
Who knew that the bright red exterior was getting rotten inside? Looks can be deceiving.
Well death was eminent. If not maggots, then teeth. 

From Kitty at Kitty’s Verses:
As the new turns to the experienced for guidance and support,the latter looks forward to the former’s novelty.Life comes a full circle.
134 characters.

From Peter at Peter’s Pondering:
Each year he offered the first of the crop to his darling wife.
This year she was not there to receive it.
Gone. 
The apple of his eye forever!
(140 characters)

From Lorraine two tales at In 25 Words, More or Less:
Different disguise. Smaller apple.
That girl was always one sandwich short of a picnic.
(86 characters)
Or
“Steve, take a break,” Grandfather Jobs said, offering a small Macintosh apple.
“Wait . . . I think I have an idea,” and the IPhone was born.
(140 characters)

From Leena at Soul Connection:
He Sold Ancstrs Land Agnst Evry1’s Wish
Days Later He Lost Job
Appls Lk Juicy
On Demnd V Xprt Dem
It Ws Frm Sme Land Whch He Sold Thnkng Useles.

From Jan at Strange Goings On in the Head:
This is fruit from the Tree of Life  and Death. It enables you to see the creation of the Universe or its death. What do you choose to see? 
(140 characters)

From Willow at Willowdot21:
“Look” he said. “It was just like this, round and ruby red” My eyes grew larger. 
“It was bigger of course  and full of poison.” Winked Grandpa.

From Vivian at Smell the Coffee:
Mirror mirror, am I the prettiest one of all?
You wld be if only you’d eat the apple you were given!
Apples, not chips!
WHAT?
Just go on a diet!
140 characters

Thank you to everyone to took a bite of the apple last week. Some of you made me laugh out loud. You were clever, sentimental, mysterious and inspiring! As always, BRILLIANT! Truly! 🙂

This is Week 52, which means we’ve been tweeting these tales for a year! Another anniversary of sorts. The challenge photo for this week is this photo of a clown by GLady on Pixabay.com. I don’t particularly like clowns. They can be scary. But they make some people happy. I often wonder about the people who dress up like clowns. What is their story? What is this guy’s story?

I hope you have a good week. If you decide to join the challenge, have fun! I’ll see you at the round up. ❤

Twittering Tales #52 – 3 October 2017

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Photo by GLady on Pixabay.com

When Joe was a kid he loved the circus; especially clowns. They were the nicest guys. But Joe was not nice. It was the perfect disguise.
(137 Characters)

~kat


Twittering Tale #51 – 26 September 2017

 

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About the challenge: Each Tuesday I will provide a photo prompt. Your mission, if you choose to accept the challenge, is to tell a story based on that prompt in 140 characters or less. Be sure to let me know in the comments with a link to your tale.

A final note: if you need help tracking the number of characters in your story, there is a nifty online tool that will count for you at charactercountonline.com.

I will do a roundup each Tuesday, along with providing a new prompt. Have Fun!

Twittering Tale #50 – The Roundup

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keywest3 at Pixabay

Starting us all off…here’s mine:
“We’ve been here before.”
“I can’t believe…which way did we go last time?”
“Right.”
“Left. We’ll go left.”
… …
“We’ve been here before…”
139 Characters

From Michael at Morpethroad;
There’s no less travelled road she bewailed
Says a lot about this place.
Goodtimes either way?
You take the high road?
I’ll take the low road.

From Reena at Reinventions:
“A fork is an illusion. We get bogged down with 2 paths, ignoring other options.”
“What makes you say so?”
“We ignore all spaces in between.”
(139 characters)

From Di at Pensitivity101:
They were setting cryptic clues for a treasure hunt and decided this one was a ‘parting of the ways’.
101 characters

From Fandango at This, That and the Other:
Did you say to take the left or right path at the fork? I’m cold, the sun is setting, and it’s gonna start snowing again. Text me, dammit.
(138 characters)

From Lady Lee at Lady Lee Manila:
Right or left?
Fight or flight?
Life’s never smooth sailing
Deal with it head-on
Let your hair down
Brain and perhaps brawn
Try not to get drown
(138 characters)

From Willow at WillowDot21:
Damn which path should I take! Why had I not brought my SatNav.  It was cold and getting dark. I could hear the wolves baying for my blood.

From Kathryn at Another Foodie Blogger:
The signs are there to the pathway of glory. Clearly marked. Yet they all focus down the paths, left or right? If they would only look up…
(140 Characters)

From Vivian at Smell the Coffee:
They arrive exhausted at the fork.
Left! He shouted
Right! She answered
No, left!
Okay, right
NO! I mean my left -he cries
You’re Right! My Left!
140 characters

From Lorraine at In 25 Words More or Less:
two paths separated
two ways parted
two routes deviated
one road split  . . .
Robert’s brain is “frosted.”
(102 characters)

From Hayley at The Story Files:
I came to the fork and I realised that this was my life at the present moment in time. Both led to the unknown but only one was my destiny.

From Leena at Soul Connection:
Rgt Or Lft.Ur Guess?
M Cnfsd.
My Guess Lft
Wish Ths Jrny Nvr Ends
She Looks At Him
C I Lost Way,U Too..V Met,Thr Mst B Rsn
She Smiles
He Kisses Her.

From Radhika at Radhika’s Reflections:
He was at the crossroad. Should he heed to his heart’s call or listen to his mind’s voice. A tough decision to make.  Taking a deep breath, he made his decision.
Letter count: 138

From Peter at Peter’s Ponderings:
Just around the corner, Mum!
When they got there, the giant’s body had disappeared.
Look Mum, look. You can see the impression on the ground!
(139 characters)

From Ray at A Simple, Village Undertaker:
Last night it snowed for the first time
Deciding which path to follow.
The least traveled does not appear to be an option
Decisions, decisions.
(140)

From Jan at Strange Goings On in the Shed:
Things are not what they seem in the woods tonight. Little Red is on the prowl:
Wolf where have you gone? Left or right?
I’ve haunted your dreams, whispered dread in your ears.
It’s time to meet, time to spar.
Time to EAT.

From Francine at Woman Walks Dog:
Which Woodland Path to Choose?
Hansel speak to me  we gotta to choose a path
Quite so Gretel  which one? Not the Wicked Witch path
You’re so mean Hansel      dont care if she gets you
I’m off enjoy the forest on your own

From Kitty at Kitty’s Verses:
Dense it looks as far as our eyes can see,don’t be feared by its enormity, for the minuscule details also matter.
113 characters.

Thank you to everyone who followed the muse to last week’s challenge. As I suspected, there were many ways to look at this fork in the path. Your entries were creative and fun, and some made me think…which I love to do. Some would say I think too much! 😉

This week with Autumn approaching here in the Northern Hemi, orchards are opening their fields to apple lovers who set out on foot to “pick their own”, and harvest festivals will soon be cropping up on country farms with rows and rows of pumpkins, fresh apple butter, kettle corn, petting zoos, hay rides, and cornfield mazes. This is my favorite time of year! I found this interesting photo at Pixabay by Nordseher. What is the story here? Is it an orchard owner offering a sample to a guest…or is it something more sinister? I’m sure you know the answer! Remember only 140 characters to tell your tale. Have fun! See you at next week’s harvest of tales…aka the roundup! 😉

Twittering Tale #51 – 26 September 2017

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Photo by Nordseher at Pixabay.com

The twister spared the trees but had tossed the apples on the ground.

“Looks like an apple butter year,” Mae quipped. It was her best batch.

(140 Characters)

~kat


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