Sunday Whirl Wordle #509

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The smell of fish cooking over an open flame was tantalizing .
Food has a language of its own and no-one needs words to eat.
A feast was unraveling before our eyes, the street vendors expertly showing off  their skills using baking stones and light spray of various oils in their preparation.
There was no risk of food poisoning as everything was fresh. He saved portions of succulent flesh cooked to perfection for the homeless shelters in the shadow of the wealthy who would never starve thanks to the kindness of one man and his friends.

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! We have recently lost our beloved dog 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, and now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of my GSD so had hers done too. 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 Whirl Wordle #509

  1. I’m glad that he saved some for the homeless too. Great use of all the prompts, Di

  2. Raivenne says:

    Succinct and yet a full tale. Well, done!

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