
Take your cue
From frolicking lambs:
Rain? What rain?
seasons arrived on time
we roamed without adult supervision
the future would only get brighter
The way Mum put it, Aunt Beth lost it when she moved away from the civilised world, but maybe she’s been saner than any of us; she’s had years to acclimatise.
‘It’s ready but be careful, these get super hot,’ Beth says, pointing to the red enamel cup next to the matching kettle – who knew you didn’t need electricity to make coffee?
Beth’s cabin’s clean, dry and there’s good coffee – beats what’s left of civilisation.
Welcome to Week Thirteen of Three Line Tales.
Apologies for being rather absent this month, by the way – adding a serious novel edit to an already packed schedule has left me with little time for WordPress. So I’m rather glad the month is almost over…
You’ll find full guidelines on the TLT page – here’s the tl;dr:
Happy three-lining!
she’s changed her hair –
so why
does she feel the same?
I don’t deserve you,
she said, expecting him
to contradict her.
while the canary lived,
we never
noticed our silence
Ready for an assortment of blossomy lines? Here they are:
Give me a shout if I’ve left out your lines – I’m doing the round-up late at night and I’m not at my sharpest (okay, I’m half-asleep…).
this is what you get
for predictions based on
past performance