Friday Fictioneers – Short Growing Season

Every week, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (thank you, Rochelle!) hosts a flash fiction challenge, to write a complete story, based on a photoprompt, with a beginning, middle and end, in 100 words or less. Post it on your blog, and include the Photoprompt and Inlinkz on your page. Link your story URL. Then the fun starts as you read other peoples’ stories and comment on them!

PHOTO PROMPT © JENNIFER PENDERGAST

Short Growing Season

Jo sighed as Ruth finished helping with her cystic fibrosis exercises.

“Mom, I’d so love a garden.”

Ruth snorted.

“Jo, this is Alaska.”

But Jo and her dad, Mike, looked through catalogues and ordered some bulbs. As soon as the bulbs arrived, they planted them in the front yard.

“The snow will protect them from freezing,” explained Mike.

It wasn’t long before the ground was covered with one hundred inches of snow, and when the late spring came, the snow melted and the bulbs bloomed gloriously.

Even with a short growing season you can enjoy life and colour – and beauty.

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39 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers – Short Growing Season

    • Thank you for your thoughtful comment. Yes, gardening in Alaska is a question of trust in nature. If the snow comes late, bulbs and seeds are killed by the deep freeze; but if all goes well, the very long days and mild weather can create a splendid display.

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    • Thank you for such a penetrating comment, Nobbin. I knew of a girl with CF who never let anything stop her doing what she wanted. I last heard of her activities about a year ago, and she was still going strong. Such people are inspirational.

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  1. The seasons are magical. Each one has their own personality.
    Powerful message in this story. It’s funny how people with troubles are the ones that see the beauty of life — the here and now. Well done P.

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