“Pal, you’re not ready? What’re ya doin’? Jeez, I figgered a picture prompt’d be purty easy from our end.”
“You’d think, Kid. An’ I think I figgered out thet the reason our writer writes is she cain’t take a decent pi’ture. I’m lookin’ through her photos an’ ain’t seen a one thet’s worth 99 words, let alone a thousand.”
“Well if ya do git a picture prompt up, it’s up ta participants how many words ta use.”
“See thet Kid? Her dang photo album is full a stuff like this. What’s the story?”
“Reckon that’s fer folks ta figger out fer themselves. Is that the prompt?”
“Well, let’s jist see what else is in here… hmm. Mebbe things is lookin’ up.”
“Mother tree, Pal! Ya pine-ally found a picture might inspire folks ta write a flash or a poem. Pal? Pal, where’d ya go?”
Elder Tree by Pal N. O’Roun (99 words)
Trees’ stories are one of their many gifts. Go to them carrying questions and go without words and you might hear their soft voices.
Why is this great pine the tallest tree in the woods? The parallel mounds and sinkholes and the age of its neighbors suggest that maybe this pine was young and limber when a fierce storm went through long ago.
This pine has long witnessed giving and taking. It knows only life, in all its forms and seasons. This tree has withstood, still stands.
Let this tree whisper to you the song of your own heartwood.
“Oh. Wow, Pal, ya even translated it from yer dialect.”
“Yep. Now folks, if I kin do it, you can. Just go where ever thet picture prompt leads ya. We look forward ta yer stories; please share in the comments or with a pingback ta yer post.”
If asked, Pal & Kid will deny that they spill from the pen of D. Avery. They claim to be free ranging characters who live and work at Carrot Ranch and now serve up something more or less fresh every Monday at the Saddle Up Saloon. If you or your characters are interested in saddling up to take the stage as a saloon guest, contact them via firstname.lastname@example.org.