Quiet Getaway

Our campsite was a beauty with a bubbling stream near a railroad track bridge that had not been used in years. The quiet was so encompassing you could actually hear yourself think. The sun smiled at us through a veil of blue sky, white clouds, and a friendly flock of swallows.

We rolled up our pants and waded in the stream, allowing the silt on the bottom to squish between our toes. Occasionally, I would feel a fish nibble, making me laugh. We sat on the edge of the stream and let our city skin soak up the warm sunshine, begging for a reprieve longer than a weekend.


We fell asleep with a kiss, holding hands and wishing tomorrow could wait a few more days.


(125)

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Thank you Dawn M. Miller for our lovely prompt photo this week.


This is my 125 word submission for Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers Challenge. We are given a photo prompt and 100-175 words with which we use to write our stories. It is fun and addicting! The challenge is open to anyone who would like to participate. For more information, click here.

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87 thoughts on “Quiet Getaway

    • Yes, I did. In fact, I was surprised everyone saw a road. But, I couldn’t tell those were boots. I just thought it was something in the stream. Thank you for your comment! πŸ™‚

  1. Lovely story. Perfect for this beautiful scenery. That’s the kind of day you want to last forever! And, one that is sure to be etched in their memory forever! Great job on the prompt, Joy.

  2. Beautiful story, I was right there!
    Sorry, I missed another one, but soon, I’ll get back to it.
    I just have a hard time saying no to a writer who wants to post. But folks are probably getting tired of reading my shorts anyway. So a break between is good.

  3. So divinely romantic! I’m swooning for this relationship, the vivid descriptions, and breath of life in this piece. You had me at “The quiet was so encompassing you could actually hear yourself think. The sun smiled at us through a veil of blue sky, white clouds, and a friendly flock of swallows.” Excellent job!

  4. Aww, what a beautiful story. My favorite thing about this piece is your descriptive words. With the nibbling and the weather and the flowing water with silt. Your words made this story. πŸ™‚

  5. …….and I would want to visit this idyllic place over the weekend.

    …..that you could actually hear yourself think. Such a beautiful line and reflects the tranquillity of the place and mind.

  6. You paint a beautifully serene picture here, PJ. I really like your description, ‘The quiet was so encompassing…’ I also like the image of the fish nibbling your toes. All in all, a lovely response to the prompt. πŸ™‚
    (I don’t know why there’s a pingback from me on this page, PJ. It was’t intentional! I thought I was just linking to your blog, but it seems I linked to this page. Sorry. Feel free to delete it!)

  7. Your words created such a vision and feeling while I read this. Being limited makes it more difficult to express your thoughts, super job. I remembered that feeling of the silt squishing between my toes, what wonderful memories it conjured up…so fun to read!

  8. It’s a sweet and lovely tale. I especially like this sentence
    “The sun smiled at us through a veil of blue sky, white clouds, and a friendly flock of swallows”

    “Smiling sun” and a “veil of blue sky”, it makes me smile πŸ™‚

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