Thursday, June 25, 2020

When Summer Ends

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“This vegetarian lifestyle is against man,” Dina sighed, tugging at the weeds surrounding peas, tomatoes, and beans. Hot pain had formed in her lower back two tomato rows ago.

Dewy leaves now were dried in midday sun. Dina stretched, arching her back, standing to look around fields. People and friends just like her hard at work on summer harvest.  What life had been when all of this began…

Oh, the times Dina relished when she had whirled around nightly fires, sparks rising up into a black sky.  Fairies had danced upon her fingertips and elves had woven rainbows through her hair. Dina had laughed, swirling and loving all in a colorful world.

Now hippy life and love appeared less and less meaningful after three years. Totalitarianism ruled her world now, all black and white, with fires less,  and fairies gone.  Dropping the clumps of weeds to the ground and raising her chin high, Dina strode over the damp earth. I'm outta here.

All things come to an end.

This is a post from Summer 2015. Delores provided strange but challenging and fun words.


18 comments:

  1. W4W is always fun.
    My decidedly carnivore brothers tell me that my vegetarianism labels me as a rotten hunter...

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    1. Yes, you needed the protein to beat up your brothers.

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  2. YOu can make me smile girl. That ending was a twist I did not see coming. cute! LOL.

    Actually I guess the last is a dream that not many can get the grit to live.
    Love from here,
    Sherry & jack

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    1. Throwing down the weeds and walking out was a brave thing for her to do.

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  3. So Dina finally decided to be an individual. Good for her.

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  4. It's all fun and games until someone develops low back pain!

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    1. Oh, yes. All those years of stupid physical choices are reminding me of that every day!

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  5. All good things come to an end for sure. Sounds like Dina is on the right track striding out of there.

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  6. Sometimes we all need to drop everything and say "I'm outta here". Kids manage to do it with ease.

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    1. Making "I'm gotta here" decisions are hard to do.

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  7. Gardening and harvesting are hard work. My back aches in sympathy.

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    1. I recall weeding rows and rows with my back hurting.

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  8. All black and white with fires less and fairies gone.... haunting.

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  9. It's the bitter end of a dream, a sad reality for too many. Well told.

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Go ahead...it won' t hurt...I'd love to hear what you think!