The Summer was hot and dry.

The sun was implacable.

Not a little distraction would be gone without being noticed by it and light up into a fire.

The mountain tops were ablaze. Sometimes closing in to residential areas, forcing people to evacuate from their own houses.

As the flames leapt skyward, the quality of the air became very poor. Smog was everywhere. It was hard to breath. Cough and teary eyes became a very common thing.

But the sun would still not give us a break.

Everyday. Almost day and night (can 4 am to 10 pm be considered day and night?).

In all its magnificence!


This post was written in response to the Literary Lion: Sun writing challenge, from about a month ago, but for some reason I never published it.

Then, seeing it today I decided to modify it a little bit as to make it also fit for this week’s 100WCGU., in regards to length and also to incorporate the phrase “as the flames leapt skyward”. 

The picture was taken during a road trip through Eastern Washington, Idaho and Montana, in Summer, where and when wild fires were burning the mountains and generating a lot of smoke. This one was taken in Missoula, Montana, close to our campground.





After he has been summoned by the spirits and left to the forest, she felt lost for a while. She knew that he wasn’t a bad person and that he would never have turned to the dark spirits on free will.

Was he trying to save her and their baby from the red mark?

He was the one who needed to be saved now. She grabbed the baby, packed a few things and went back to her old village, heading directly to the Goddess temple.

In the middle of a clearing in the woods, just behind the cemetery, there stood the statue of the Goddess. Most villagers took it for an Angel, but she knew better.

She kneels down in front of the statue and asks for protection for her beloved husband and their baby. She also asks for strength for her own, in the upcoming fight she’ll undertake to save her man from the dark spirits of the forest.

This post was written in response to the Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers, with the prompt provided by Sonya, from Only 100 Words, and contains 160 words.


It’s also a new ‘chapter’ for The red mark and The time is now!.
I’m actually starting to like that and may decide to continue writing about the red mark… Who knows next November….

To see other stories inspired by the same picture, click the blue frog below:

One Four Challenge – November Week 1

The picture I show here was originally planned to be used in October, but October ended up being a crazy month so I dropped some of my projects, including this one. 😦

But fear not, there is always the next month, right?

And here I am using my picture in November’s edition of the One Four Challenge

The original picture was taken on September 27th, on the first weekend of the corn maze and pumpkin patch at Bob’s Corn Farm, in Snohomish, WA. I used my Motorola phone with the default auto settings.


Then, for this week’s edit, I decided to make it look more summery, and used the Fotor app on my PC to change the temperature to 17, saturation to 30, contrast to -15, and brightness to 12.

That’s how it turned out:


10 cents

She lived a life that some would describe as being on edge. For being adventurous, but also for getting into financial trouble after her adventures…

One day, she could not believe her eyes, when she saw a sign announcing a 5 acre lot on sale for 10 cents. 10 cents?????

She didn’t think twice and bought the property.

Her days of renting would soon be over. All she needed was to build a simple house where she could live. And then, try to make some money out of the land somehow.

Simple and easy.

But the land she bought was home to a big community of wild unfriendly buffalos.

Every time she started something, the buffalos would destroy everything.

She tried several times, and got it all destroyed several times.

She could not kill them all (that’s what she felt like doing) because in that land, buffalos were protected by federal law.

It ended up being the worse invested 10 cents in her entire life.



This post was written in response to the Mondays Finish the Story challenge, with the prompt of the photo below and starting with She lived a life that some would describe as being on edge.


To see other stories inspired by the same prompt, click the blue frog below.

Travel Theme: Frames

This week, I’m trying to write a post everyday, since I’m trying to participate on the National Blog Writting Month. Lately all my posts have been either flash fiction written in reponse to writing challenges, or photos posted in response to Photo Challenges.

Yesterday I posted a text, so today I’m shooting for a picture.

And today’s picture is in response to Ailsa’s Travel Theme Challenge: Frame.


This beach that’s being framed is Hollywood beach, in Florida, where we mat my parents last April to go on a cruise together, departing from Fort Lauderdale. I couldn’t resist taking a picture of this wall with a window and the beach beyond it, being framed by the window.


Edible pothole

“Hey Martha, they are holding the doughnut contest again this year. How about we participate this time? I even got an idea of how to make it.”

“That’s cool. Yeah, let’s do it. What’s your idea?”

“A pothole doughnut!”


“Yeah, we can make a big, big doughnut, then make it look like a street pothole.”

“But how are we going to accomplish that?”

“Well… we would have to have something to play as pebbles… maybe covered almonds?”

“Huh. Almonds as pebbles may work. But streets are dirty too…”

“For dirt some graham crumbs?”

“Hum… I don’t know… how do we make them gray? Streets are grayish…”

“Food coloring!”


At the day of the contest, Martha and Silvia arrive with a huge tray, and place it at the table. They also bring a panel of cars and street lights to go behind their doughnut at the table.

The judges get a bit confused by the not-so-appealing looks of the treat, but still amazed with the ladies’ creativity.

And the taste…. Hummmmm…. So deliciously good!

They come back home with the big prize and a huge proud smile on their faces.


This post was written in response to this week’s Sunday Photo Fiction Challenge.
I must admit I think I could have done better, but for whatever reason I had the doughnut idea and wanted to use it (it does look like a doughnut hole, right? so nicely round…).
Hope you enjoy.

To see other stories inspired by the prompt, click the blue frog below:

Weekly Photo Challenge: Treat

Picturing the healthy treats I made for the Halloween party yesterday, but that barely anyone eat (candy went fast, though…)


Apple monster with sun or almond butter

Apple monsters with sun or almond butter

Hot dog mummies

Hot dog mummies

Banana ghosts

Banana ghosts

Carrot fingers

Carrot fingers

This post was written in response to the Weekly Photo Challenge: Treat and is also the first one in my attempt to write all month long for the NaBloWriMo