“What Pegman saw” is a weekly challenge based on Google Streetview. Using the location provided, you must write a piece of flash fiction of no more than 150 words. You can read the rules here. You can find today’s location on this page, from where you can also get the Inlinkz code. This week’s prompt is Maienfeld, Switzerland.
A flurry of snow burst against the window, leaving its four little panes crusted so thickly white that the feeble daylight could hardly force a way through.
Heidi poured warm goat’s milk into a bottle, and sighed. Before her grandfather had died, she had enjoyed living on the Alm even in the winter. Grandfather had kept the woodstore full of dry logs which smelled sweet when they burned slow and hot in the stove. He had kept cheese and cured meat in the store, tasty and ample to feed them through a blizzard.
What did she have now? A little butter and some potatoes riddled with dark spots of decay. Peter, feeding the last of the hay to their goats, would turn up his nose at them.
She heard thumping as Peter knocked ice off his boots.
In the corner, the baby started to wail.
The snow kept falling.