Susan at Stony River Farm hosts Microfiction Monday. She posts a picture and you compose a story in 140 characters. You can click on the icon to get further instructions. To help you along she has posted a wonderful link that counts your characters for you! How great is that! You can get the counter at Design 215.
This meme is easy and it's fun! Thanks, Susan for hosting.
And here's the picture for the day!
For years she had searched for her ancestors home, his home and here it was!
The same window where Mary had waited in vain for his return.
Poor Mary, I hope they were eventually reunited. Nice one Sylvia, My entries are posted.
ReplyDeletethis is beautiful though tragic
ReplyDeleteOOOH, Sylvia -- what a beautiful tiny story! I got lost in it for a few minutes, just wondering.
ReplyDelete(Wouldn't it be a splendid start to a novel --??)
Oh, how melancholoy, Sylvia. Discovering at last the ancestral home, seeing The Window. Beautiful yet sad.
ReplyDeleteoooo....that is intriguing! I want to know more!
ReplyDeleteRiding horseback and delivering mail by throwing it in once a month meant a big
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One fine day, the postman himself fell into it.
I like that very, very much. Thanks.
ReplyDeleteThats sad...
ReplyDeleteLoved your Micro-Fiction.
You are such a Gracious Lady...Thanks
Great story and photographs Sylvia.
ReplyDeleteHave a great week.
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Waiting what women (of old)were often relegated to. I love the ancient feel of the words along with the photo
ReplyDeleteyou can hear the echos
I love this idea. I joined this week. Thanks for telling us about it.
ReplyDeleteSomething sought for so long can be unimpressive when found.
ReplyDeleteHow evocative!
ReplyDeleteThat was so poignant. Excellent.
ReplyDeleteThis was just wonderful my friend. I love it. Deep in thought here about this...you outdid yourself :) Have a wonderful Monday
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful story, that fitted so much into so few words. Wondeful!
ReplyDeleteThe story of so many from Scotland and Ireland. Not much consolation that the same lot doing this were shoving my ancestors into back to back slums and making them work 16 hour days in the new factories.My 140 is here
ReplyDeleteSounds like she is on a mission to find her roots - to find where an old story unfolded! Nicely written!
ReplyDeleteRomantic but sad. I like it.
ReplyDeletePoignant - those wasted years . . .
ReplyDeleteThat happens... Great writing
ReplyDeletelovely start to an intriguing novel!
ReplyDeleteI wonder if my entry is the other half of this story! Please come visit...
ReplyDeleteOOOOO! I like it! It makes me want to know more of Mary's story. This is a beautiful glimpse at a life. ~Brenda
ReplyDeleteHmm. What a way to get the imaginative juices flowing! Now I want to know...Who was he? Where'd he go? And what's taking him so long to get back?
ReplyDeleteintelligent one!
ReplyDeleteI played too.
Oh there is a story in this one
ReplyDeleteThe window!
great one
As someone who works on our family tree, this one really scored with me. :)
ReplyDeleteI read this and thought, "How much time have I spent at that window?" Beautifully done, Sylvia.
ReplyDeleteThanks for your comment on my post about my friend Craig. You made my midnight! Love ya.
I hope they were reunited.
ReplyDeleteOhh--poor Mary, waiting in vain--I wonder how long she waited. I agree with the others that this could be the start of a wonderful story.
ReplyDeleteSylvia,
ReplyDeleteWhen the searching is over, what is left? Wonderful MFM that makes us all ponder.
I'm liking this a lot. Your story reminds me of the little house in Arkansas where my grandfather lived before he came back to Nebraska to stay. Mrs. Jim and I tried to find it (my relative had before us) and it was gone!
ReplyDeleteI hope your back gets better. Too bad you had to give up your weekend plans. The dogs looked happy about it.
Sorry I'm so late in getting back here, my week was very busy and hectic.
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