Yesterday was glorious! I hit the open road for an adventure drive to a daylily farm in East Texas. Today I plant. But not before I offer my 100 words to Friday Fictioneers. Check out all of the amazing writers here. Thanks for reading.
Beyond the fence line beckons. Misty memories of our secret sanctuary adorned with ferns and moss beseech my senses to drift across the meadow toward the shaded refuge where we once played. Laughter floats above the ghostly morning haze and I hear the song he wrote for me; its melody slightly out of tune. As I near the edge of the woods, my feet touch lightly down upon wet leaves. The earthy scent is delicious and makes me dizzy with delight. Something brushes my shoulder. I turn. We kiss. I hear music. I fall softly to the ground and awaken.
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