In Keith’s words. “Using this photo (below) as inspiration, write a short story, flash fiction, scene, poem; anything, really; even just a caption for the photograph. Either put it (or a link to it) in a comment or email it to me at keithchanning@gmail.com before 6pm next Sunday (if you aren’t sure what the time is where I live, this link will tell you). If you post it on your own blog or site, a link to this page would be appreciated, but please do also mention it in a comment here.
Go on. You know you want to. Let your creativity and imagination soar. I shall display the entries, with links to your own blog or web site, next Monday.”
The photo.
Red Sky by John W. Howell © 2018
“What’s that old saying?”
“Okay, you got me. What old saying?”
“Something about the red sky.”
“Oh, that one. Red sky at night sailor’s delight. Red sky in the morning sailor take warning.”
“Yeah, that’s it. Have you seen the sky tonight?”
“No, I haven’t been out of this radio shack for five hours.”
“You gotta go out and take a look. I’ll watch the radio for you.”
“What am I going to see?”
“You will not believe the sunset. It is almost like the sun is going to drop into the ocean.”
“I would love to see that. All you have to do is put on these earphones and listen for our call sign which is ‘Fairwind.”‘
“What happens if I hear it.”
“Just record the message in this log and answer them. Start your answer with ‘Fairwind.”‘
“Sounds easy enough. After all, you won’t be gone but a few minutes.”
“That is true.”
“Okay, I got this. You go look.”
“Thanks. Be right back.”
*
“Boy, that was quick. You back already?”
“Are you kidding me? It must be a hundred degrees out there. That sun is coming very close. I couldn’t stay long.”
“Well, there was one message.”
“You have got to be kidding me. I was only gone a couple of minutes. What was the message?”
“Here it is. It is from the atmospheric agency. It is pretty short.”
“Read it to me.”
“Fairwind. Farewell.”
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Oops! I can’t see many shepherds being delighted at that prospect.
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Ah, no. Thanks, Keith.
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Oh, no, short message but not sweet. Well done, John.
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Thank you, Miriam. I have to agree obn the sweet.
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Didn’t see it coming. Great ending!
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What an amazing photo. Who wouldn’t delight in seeing this sight? But, I’m not so sure about the message – farewell. That sounds a bit ominous. Very clever, John. 🙂
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I think ominous is an understatement, Gwen. LOL Thank you.
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I’ve seen a sun appearing this large!! It can be startling when you come up on an overpass and BOOM there it is!!
Caption: Henry, I think I’m either having a hot flash or trip on LSD….. but….um….. do you see what I see?
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“Looks like you are seeing things again Marge.”
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haha
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😀
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Not much of a delight, eh? I suppose a sailor should take warning whenever they see a red sky, not only in the morning.
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I think youare right, Jill.
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That doesn’t bode well for them.
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Yeah. End of world time.
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Love it, John!
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Thank you, John. Always nice to hear.
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Chilling! That was exceptional, John.
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Thank you, Mae.
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At least the last day is pretty:)
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It was pretty.
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Wow!! That’s getting too close for comfort. 🙂
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Thank you, Jan
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Great job, John! I was wondering where you’d go with this photo, and you didn’t disappoint. I do kind of feel sorry for the poor fellas though.
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Well, they had a good life afer all.
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Eeek … I’m not game to look outside! You nailed this one, my friend! And then some.
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Need your eybrows singed a litte? Go ahead and poke your head out. Wear an asbestos hat though. 😀
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John,
Buahahaha! Just goes to show, time flies when you’re having sun . . .
Apologies in advance. 🙂
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Apologies not necessary. A pun is my kind of humor.
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Well then, thank goodness for puns of the intentional kind . . .
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I agree.
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Good one, John. You always have an unexpected ending.
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I try. 😀
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😀
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Future’s so bright…hurry
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Ha ha ha. Thanks, Audrey.
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That’s a good one, John. Short, sweet and sizzle. I’m still catching up, I could have used this chuckle on Tuesday.
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I’m always here whenever. Thanks, Dan
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Reblogged this on Where Genres Collide.
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Thank you, Traci
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You’re welcome, John!
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