Wednesday, December 4, 2013

Marshmallow is not just for hot cocoa.

Source: Who started the first marshmallow fight?


The yard bore a striking resemblance to pure white snow to/in the aftermath of  of an/the explosion in the/a marshmallow factory.

The surprise explosion had spread an aromatic scent of vanilla over the marshmallow-covered town.  Even the steeple  of the nearby church was coated with the sticky white stuff.  Several red cardinals were glued there, their pitiful songs heard about town.

Finally, an elfin boy named Timmy climbed up into the steep interior and then was lowered by rope to free the poor birds.  Oddly enough, the cardinals were able to fly away to nearby trees.

From the heights, Timmy watched faraway children dashing with toboggans in hand to slide down  “Killer Hill”.  He guffawed as each child became mired in the marshmallow ‘snow’, sinking rapidly into the white gloppy goo.



Winter Snow Covers Ground in North Iceland
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P. S.  Kudos to Delores at Under the Porch Light who delightfully selects 6 words AND a sentence prompt to be used as the blogger desires.  Access her sight by clicking on the peaceful stream image in the right sidebar.  There you will find some exciting and excellent takes on Delores' offerings.  Well done, Delores!

36 comments:

  1. A marshmallow snowstorm, surely kiddie heaven.
    A lovely little story, I particularly like idea of cardinals getting stuck on a church tower. Apt, somehow.

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    1. It would be very lovely, actually. deadly, probably.

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  2. I have always loved the image of cardinals in snow covered trees. My favorite non-predator song bird.

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  3. I am so sorry to have given you a wrong name, so embarrassing ~ I hope you will forgive me, you know, as I said, I am much, much older and it really was a senior slip up. I do know what your name is. I loved this, I always do. You have such an unusual imagination.

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    1. No offense taken, Inger. As I told my students when they called me 'Mom" or worse "Grandma" that I know who I am, so it is okay.

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  4. Wonderful images, if a bit sticky. I too like the thought of Cardinals in snow covered trees, I wonder if they would like it - snow, not marshmallows.

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    1. Good question indeed! Why they don't leave with the rest of the birds, I don't know.

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  5. Marshmallow probably doesn't melt as fast as real snow either...

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    1. Perhaps it will turn crusty with the weather change? Or could the townsmen get out the flame throwers? Chocolate and graham crackers?

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  6. Marshmallow and hot cocoa! Wish we had that tradition !

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    1. Wouldn't it just! I hope readers will check out the question under the marshmallow photo...it is a great site to answer such!

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  8. I see possibilities for one giant smore.

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    1. Oh, they would be sooo sick. And they could not stop themselves from eating. That would make a great follow-up story next week.

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  9. While we can get marshmallows, I would MUCH prefer to see real snow. I love your take on this week's words. As usual.

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    1. Never mind 'as usual'. As always.

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    2. Tomato, tomato...I understood your intent. No snow ever? Of course not. Canberra is not at a high elevation.

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  10. Well i guess it sorta beats actual snow

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    1. It would be difficult for any means of transportation...

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  11. Sounds yummy. Who does not like a good marshmallow?

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    1. Nice to meet you! A fresh marshmallow is a thing of beauty.

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  12. A vanilla scented town!! Oh that would be heavenly. I'm putting vanilla marshmallows on my shopping list right now.

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    1. Just the suggestion of vanilla makes me seek out a sugar cookie, or vanilla ice cream.

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  13. Oh my gosh I love this take!! I would love to live in this town in the aftermath of the explosion :)

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    1. I would as well, but just for a few hours. then I would need a helicopter to rescue me.

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  14. Heehee! The best kind of snow! Makes me thing of Bartholomew Cubbins and the Oobleck!

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    1. I don't know that book! With a name like that, he must be amazing.

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  15. Hey Susan,

    I'm loving what you wrote. You always come up with something clever with the words. I'm grateful to you for that. Watch out where the huskies go and don't you eat no yellow snow marshmallows.

    Gary :)

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    1. Big law of walking in snow/marshmallow woods: avoid yellow at all costs.

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  16. Nicely done! Cardinals plastered to the steeple with marshmallow goop - very funny.

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    1. Innocent cardinals--great image, though.

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  17. Dear Susan, never, ever, does your imagination fail to astound and awe me. Peace.

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    1. I write for the joy of words and all the ideas jumbling about in my brain! Thanks, Dee!

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