Sunday Writing Prompt – Things Watery

Michael’s standing in this week, and these are our choices:

Up the creek without a paddle

Wading Upstream

The River Flowing Up a Hill

When the Fish Stop Biting

Row Row Row ya Boat.

It was so peaceful here. He secured the oars and settled back to listen to Nature.
He knew these waters well. Those trees were deceptive in that they were completely separated from the bank, a natural island where the river had worn its way round them over the years. It was a haven for herons and kingfishers.
Not many ventured this way as the river became shallow and he remembered well the day he’d run aground and had to wait hours for someone passing to throw him a line and tow him out.

Nell would tease him when he came home empty handed, knowing he was a big softie and had released his catch back into the river. He would tell her tales to the contrary about the one that always managed to get away of course, and they’d laugh as they sat down to the meal she’d already prepared.

She would understand his need for solitude and for him, this was the perfect place.
He let the tears flow unchecked, grief wracking his body to the core.
Today the fish weren’t biting. Not that it mattered anyway.

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too. On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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4 Responses to Sunday Writing Prompt – Things Watery

  1. joyroses13 says:

    Touching story!

  2. Michael says:

    Very poignant Di.

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