“This vegetarian lifestyle really sucks,” Dina sighed, tugging at the weeds surrounding peas, tomatoes, and beans.
Dewy leaves now were dried in midday sun. Dina stretched and arched her back, standing to look around fields. People and friend were 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. The world now was black and white, the fires less, and fairies gone. Dropping the clumps of weeds to the ground, Dina strode along the damp earth. I am outta here.
All things come to an end.
The underlined bold italicized words are this Wednesday's Words. Hope you enjoyed how they were used. This comes from 2015. This was fun, but then, hippies had way more fun than I did in college.
The underlined bold italicized words are this Wednesday's Words. Hope you enjoyed how they were used. This comes from 2015. This was fun, but then, hippies had way more fun than I did in college.

