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 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.
Floria by John W. Howell © 2021
“Yeah, I get the whiff of colliander, but I think it is more like wintergreen.”
“You have got to be kidding. I don’t get wintergreen at all. Maybe parsley but certainly not wintergreen.”
“I think you may be right. I must have been having an olfactory hallucination.”
“You have to keep your head in the game Trevor. This is important.”
“See, that’s just the point. Why is sniffing a bunch of flora so damned important?”
“Okay, let me review the situation for you. We are dogs. Got it?”
“Yes, so far.”
“We have great senses of smell, right?”
“Right.”
“Our boss told us to go out and track the flora, yes?”
“Yes, that’s correct. But —”
“So that’s what we are doing. Tracking the flora. What’s the ‘but.'”
“I think the boss was talking about tracking a person.”
“A person. What do you mean?”
“I heard him say, ‘Go track Floria.'”
“Floria? Who’s Floria?”
“He’s the guy who delivered the overripe peaches.”
“So what are we supposed to do when we catch him.”
“Have you just had a brain fart? You were there. He said to track Floria, corner him and start baring like a beagle.”
“I thought the boss was kidding.”
“He never kids about overripe peaches.”
“We better get going then.”
“I think I can detect the subtle essence of peach juice on the trail.”
“Yeah, right.”
“I’m serious. Floria is as good as captured right now. I can’t wait to bay like a hound of Baskerville.”
“Where do you get this stuff anyway?”
“I read books.”
“Maybe you out to watch a little more TV.”
“Tally-ho the peach.”
“Hopeless.”











































