LIFE OF A TRAVELING TEAM

Since the highway was nearby, wildlife would be limited.

Ted and Stella reminisced as they unpacked.

In 1962, our 54 foot dream when up in flames.

In 1978, the 36 foot floated down river.

In 1982, our 28′ “get by” went back to the bank.

Then the 16′ camper lost the roof in a tornado.

This 8 by 5 will be alright to keep us safe throughout the night.

……..I’m listening to the wolves howl.

……..I think I hear a bear growl.

……..Did you hear the cougar scream?

……..Oh, my dear, we’re quite a team!

……..Pull up the covers and turn out the light.

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PHOTO PROMPT © Bill Reynolds

Friday Fictioneers, a 100 word challenge by Rochelle based on picture prompt. https://rochellewisoff.com/ Thank you, Rochelle, for hosting this event. Visit Rochelle’s link to find other submissions to this event. Thanks, Bill, for the picture use.

About oneta hayes

ABOUT ME Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...
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20 Responses to LIFE OF A TRAVELING TEAM

  1. Kim Smyth says:

    Wow, you went a totally different direction than I would have, based on that picture! 🤣 Good poem though!

  2. granonine says:

    Really good, Oneta! Enjoyed it 🙂

  3. plaridel says:

    when it rains, it pours. i wonder what’s next?

  4. James McEwan says:

    I enjoyed the rhythm of this tale. It looks like bad luck follows them around.

    • oneta hayes says:

      Seems like it. Their home kept getting smaller, but their positive characteristics remain stable. I was really sort of getting at the idea that what “normal success” looks like to most people is not the characteristics that make one happy.

  5. They’ve had it rough, but they have each other. Good one, Oneta!

  6. “The closer we are to danger, the safer we are from harm”… (Pippin, to Treebeard). Sometimes smaller is a good thing … 😉

  7. Liz Young says:

    They might have lost almost everything but they still enjoy each other’s company.

  8. authorfleurl says:

    Never rains but it pours, but they still have each other.. Cute story.

  9. Bill says:

    Oh yes. Camper downsizing. Well done.

  10. msjadeli says:

    I like their not quitting spirit.

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