Bobby’s Last Ride – FFfAW

Written for the Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers Challenge-Week of March 14, 2017

157 words

Photo prompt by me, Tim Livingston, The Forester Artist.

gangster, getaway car, abandoned car, woods

Bobby’s fist pounded against the metal above him. “LET ME OUT, LET ME OUT”, he yelled at the top of his lungs.  His words were drowned out by to roar of the engine.  Light filtered through the seams.  After some time, the ride became rougher and dust began seeping into the trunk. He coughed and pounded against the metal. 

The car, his car, finally began slowing. He heard branches scraping the sides, and with a loud thud it stopped.  There was nothing but silence, and the smell of dust and hot brakes.

The creaking of a door snapped him back into the moment.  He pounded frantically, “Come on, you had you’re big laugh, OPEN UP, OPEN UP!”  A door slammed shut and a cold voice replied, “That was my baby sister, ya jerk.”   “I’M SORRY, I’M SO SORRY”, Bobby cried.

Moments later, another car motor started, and then quickly faded away.  Bobby lay in dark trunk whimpering.

Wild Wednesday … Goose Goose!

geese, Canada geese, pen and ink, drawing

A pair of Canada Geese in pen and ink.

This was drawn from a pair of geese on the mill pond.  Canada geese are great subjects for pen and ink. They’re already black and white.

Canada Geese, honkers, photography, nature, birds, birding

Canada geese can be found on the mill site constantly.

This gaggle spotted Sailor and Bliss over on shore. They decided to come over and cause trouble for my goldens, who were minding their own business.  Typical rabble rousing degenerate geese!

Canada Geese, honkers, photography, nature, birds, birding

You had to know this would happen.

Sailor couldn’t take it anymore and swam out to say hello.  What’s a boy to do.

Canada Geese, honkers, photography, nature, birds, birding

Well this isn’t going well.

What we have here is a failure to communicate.

Wild Wednesday … Spring Teaser!

The buttercups started blooming a little over a week ago. When they arrive it means Spring is beginning to tease us here.

But winter is still trying to wash California away. Here are some pictures of the Sacramento River in the Northern California.

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Looking across the Sacramento River at Balls Ferry.

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Jelly’s Ferry bridge in the high water. The river bank is normally out past the beginning of the first steel arch.

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The river is wide. Looking across the Sacramento River in northern Tehama County.

Finally, I was able to get out in the woods yesterday and enjoy a little sunshine!

Wild Wednesday … Have You Herd?

The deer that live around the mill always converge on the hayfield behind the log deck in the fall and winter. This year I’ve counted as many as twenty at a time. I’ve accumulated some photos over the last few months. Typically, I’m not very close so the pictures are a little soft. They just went through the rut and the bucks will soon shed their antlers. Click on a picture to enlarge the gallery.