Thought I might try today's prompt which is a word list (any form of the word is acceptable):

pigeon, bus, flowers, leave, dream, anything, block, fizzle, snap, powerful, print, junk

I wonder how many times I walk this block and never see it. There's Michael's print shop; he prints the menus for Syrett's Cafe and business cards for most of the town. Anything requiring banners or T-shirts or special hats or aprons, Michael has that covered.

Old Lady Shelton waits at the bus stop. She's dressed in a navy suit which hangs loose on her frame these days. The bus stop is a new thing for our town, another indication that the city is working its way out to meet us. She loves to dress up in and ride into the city to have lunch with her old realtor friends. She was one of the first women in this area to enter the man's arena of real estate, and she made quite a chunk of change doing it too. You'd think she'd have a driver, but I think she's too afraid of becoming Miss Daisy. Of all the people in town I would have expected to use the bus, I would not have chosen her. Shows how much I know.

The next shop I pass is Howard's Antiques. I went into their store once, and the place was such a hodge-podge of junk that I never went back in. I'm sure there are treasures in there, but one would truly have to dig for it. I realize that some people enjoy that kind of thing, but it's never been my cup of tea. Every time I really look at the store I want to scream at someone to organize something. Which is probably a good reason to walk without looking, at least for this stretch. Howard did put half-barrells stuffed with flowers by his front door this year. They really add a nice touch. And he got rid of the tattered blue and pink awning that had decades worth of pigeon evidence. I have to give him that.

I'm looking today because I'm leaving, only no one here knows that yet. I've lived in this little place my entire life. All of 18 years. I've watched the buildings change hands and change signs. I've watched families connect and grow, implode and explode. And up until last year I never dreamed of leaving here. Then I read a book. A powerful book. And my contentment with this place fizzled like a finished firecracker. There are different worlds out there and I am ready to snap them up, make them part of me, and then maybe, when I'm through wandering and want to settle, I can come back here.


This did not go like I wanted it to because I can sense that my son, who is starting to work from 6 - 2 tomorrow (that is 6 AM. He's never seen that side of six in a long long time) is wanting to get online to check his mail. Maybe I can do a better job later. Or maybe not. I'm his driver when he goes to work. I haven't seen that side of 6 in a while either. LOL!