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Wednesday, August 27, 2014


Margaret Muir has responded gallantly to my implied challenge, and has produced a drabble -- which, as you remember, is supposed to tell a story in exactly 100 words.  And here it is!

TODAY by Margaret Muir

Fronds of frost edged the capeweed like lace around a doily.
Split jarrah crackled in the wood-stove.
Fed the cat, milked Molly, collected the eggs. Anything else?
She dried her cup and wiped the sink again.
A pink envelope marked John leaned against a vase of fresh lavender.
Sunlight streamed across the blue pattered lino.
She checked her hair in the gilt-framed mirror.
That’ll do.
Taking the 1898 Winchester from the empty pantry and resting its well-worn
wooden stock between her sheepskin slippers, she bowed her forehead to the
barrel, touched her right thumb onto the cold metal and squeezed.

Margaret tells me she included drabbles in her little book Words on a Crumpled Page.

Any more entries????

The gun at the top is an 1898 Winchester breech loading cannon.  Amazing what a google image search turns up ...

1 comment:

M. C. Muir said...

I had a single shot 1898 Winchester rifle - licenced - but I handed it in about 10 years ago.