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 next Monday.”
The photo.
The Collection by John W. Howell © 2019
“Merciful heaven, Mary. When was the last time we picked salad greens?”
“It’s been a while. Just see if you can find some young leaves.”
“Young leaves?”
“Yes look under the plant. Those top leaves are way too big.”
“Okay, but I’m not holding my breath.”
“Yes, please breathe. Makes the work go easier.”
“Yeah, pretty funny. Whoa, what’s that?”
“What?”
“I’m not sure. It looked like a dog with big ears.”
“Probably a bunny.”
“A bunny? I thought bunnies were small and furry.”
“What do you mean?”
“This was big and hairy.”
“Oh, stop. You said you would help me with the harvest. We have a lot to go before nightfall. These boxes won’t fill themselves.”
“I’m not kidding. This guy was huge. He had red eyes too.”
“Please. Just keep picking. Whatever it is it is more afraid of you than you are of it.”
“It must be plenty scared then. Ow.”
“What now?”
“He bit my behind.”
“I’m sure. No matter what you say I’m not going to stop the picking is that clear?”
“Crystal. Can I go get my gun?”
“No, you may not. You have fallen behind with your foolishness. Keep picking.”
“I heard a snarl.”
“Probably your deviated septum.”
“I’m not kidding.”
“Fine. Go get your gun but I swear you are more of a danger to yourself then that animal.”
“I wish I could believe you. I’ll be right back.”
“I have to wonder about him.”
*
“Okay, I’m back, Mary. Mary?”
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As soon as I saw the photo, I knew this would be good. Great job, John!
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Hey John, I heard on the news there were some tornadoes in the Austin area. Are you all okay?
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There was just one tornado that hit North of us. We were under warnings but nothing developed. The wind and rain were pretty fierce. Thank you so much for your concern We are all okay. 😀
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I’m happy to hear this, John. The crazy weather seems to follow you and The Producer!
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Isn’t that the truth. It hasn’t stopped raining since we moved in. Thanks again. 😀
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Oh gosh, maybe the summer months will be a little more dry.
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Let’s hope so. Should be if history repeats.
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Thank you, Jill. 😊
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This is a magical garden. Not only does it contain giant man-eating bunnies, but I’ve heard that the giant beans talk!
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Conversation. “So what are you doing today?’ “Oh just hanging around.”
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It’s amazing how often people forget to turn around and check to be safe. Oh well.
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Even with an entire audience yelling at them to do so. 😀
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I’m going to hope Mary decided to go get a cup of coffee. Of course, that would leave hubby to fend for himself. Hmmm, the makings of a thriller. Good job, John.
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Hahaha. Thanks, Gwen. 😁
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Good one, John!!
I’m the simple sort, just one or two line ideas, haha.
“Mabel, pulling weeds one at a time might take longer than you think.”
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Hahaha. “How about a RoundUp drop Mabel?”
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hahaha, you topped me again!! LOL
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Thanks, GP.
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Bunny: “nom nom nom – this is good Mary.”
This is why I don’t bother the bunnies in our yard. Nice job, John.
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I don’t blame you. 😁
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This could be the opening of a horror story. I looked at the photo and thought, “I swear I left our granddaughter out here somewhere. Keep looking.”
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I always laugh at the possibilities when I see the pic, and then you always find a way to make it even funnier than I imagined.
I’ve always said salads are overrated. 😉
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Ha haha. Thanks, Marc.
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LOL! They both should have gone for that gun…
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You are so right.
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Killer opening line, John. 😂😂
The bandersnatch strikes, again!
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Ha haha. Thanks, Eilene.
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Well…😂 what is exactly growing there? Doesn’t look like a salad 🥗😉
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It used to before the bunny moved in.
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🤨😬😂
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😀
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Uh-oh, somebody got got!! Well done, John (and this looks like one of the harder photos to write something for, too!)
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I had a couple of thoughts, but in the end went for the giant man eating bunny. 🤪
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Lol, nice twist, John! I guess she should have listened 🙂
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So true. Oh well maybe next time. Thanks, Jacquie
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If I gardened like they do mine would look quite similar. Too fun. Poor Doubting Mary…
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Poor, Mary..
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Yes. Poor mary. Proud Mary. Digested Mary
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a whole new line
on gardening 🙂
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Hahaha. Yes, it is. Thank you for the visit and the comment. Look behind you.
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Uh-oh. I sense a movie for the sci-fi channel in the works. Attack of the ???
Good one,John!
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Yes the Bunny that ate New York.
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Heeheee!
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😄
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So not anywhere near where I thought you’d go. Then again, I never know where you’ll go!
Poor Mary… dunno that it would have helped her case if she’d allowed him to leave earlier…
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Dinner be dinner. I don’t think so. 😁
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Haha!! 😆
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😁
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Great ending! Mary?
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Proud Mary never does anything nice and easy. Thanks, Jennie.
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Haha! 😀
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😀
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What the heck happened to Mary? I guess you left it up to the reader to decide, John? I think that occurs if you don’t take care of a garden? Strange creatures will eventually hang out there.
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In my mind the big bunny caused Mary to run from the garden to the police who eventually had her committed because of the hysterical story about a giant rabbit. Thanks, Hugh. 😁
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I think Mary found Yeti! But, we’ll never know for sure now will we?
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I think she is long gone.
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😱☺
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I know right.
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Oh dear! I think Mary should have listened and both of them hightailed it to the house – salad greens be damned!
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I agree. Do not mess with a big bunny.
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Thank you for posting my story, Keith
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