Rochelle is our hostess for Friday Fictioneers and you can find out how to join in here.
This week she has chosen a picture from Dale Rogerson. Thanks ladies.
Rose and Ferne would hardly call themselves friends, but now found themselves
sharing limited space.
Rose, being taller, could see out of the window, whereas the shorter and more stocky
Ferne had no idea what lay beyond the couch.
Knowing that Ferne would wither and die before she did, Rose described a beautiful garden full of colour with trees, flowers and birds. Ferne sighed wishing to be outside feeling the breeze through her fronds, but at least she wouldn’t die alone.
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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.
Rose and Ferne would hardly call themselves friends, but now found themselves
pensitivity101 
Lovely characterisations.
Thanks Iain. I thought I’d be a bit different.
Between them both, they may make it
You never know. Thanks for commenting Neil.
I now feel for them both… Poor things, cut off from living outside in the elements. Lovely take!
Thanks Dale
And this is exactly why I prefer my flowers to remain in the garden instead of a vase on the table!!
I have a friend who doesn’t like cut flowers. Our roses are covered in buds again but we leave them outside in all their glory unless the stems snap because they’re too heavy.
I like the skill with which you describe the characters of Rose and Ferne.
Thanks Penny.
Very uniqe and lovely story.
Thank you
Now, thanks to FF, they shall both live on forever in the blogosphere and on social networks. 🙂 Nicely done.
Thanks Bill
Great perspective! I enjoyed reading this!
Thank you! Glad you liked it.
Very creative. I enjoyed the voices of your story. At least he’s not alone. Sweet.
Thanks Brenda
I enjoyed what you did with the prompt
Thanks Michael