Thursday, September 3, 2009

55 Flash Fiction Friday - Goodbye Summer - 9/3/09

Each week G-Man of 55 Flash Fiction Friday challenges us to write our thoughts using only 55 words. I have not participated lately but owe the G-Man a submission, such as it is.

I mourn the end of summer. Most of my halcyon days occurred in summer. Watermelon, hand-churned ice cream, grilling, bikinis. Nothing nourishes my soul like a tranquil summer evening when the sun refuses to relinquish to the night. I am saddened when darkness steals daylight and I can feel the approaching autumn in the air.

8 comments:

g-man said...

See....?
This is why I shamelessly pander for contributions. Sometimes a pinch hitter gets a Grand Slam!!
Thanks Rick, you knocked this one right outta the park!
Awesome 55, thanks for dressing for the game, and hopefully you'll play at your regular position for the rest of the season...




(hehehehe, you like the baseball metaphor?)

Dr.John said...

I too hate to see summer pass away. Fall isn't bad but then comes winter.
Great 55

My 55 is posted
HERE.

Beach Bum said...

Holy Cow! Just surfing around and stumbled over your site. Was raised in the Georgetown/Pawleys Island area and use to miss the passing of summer. Walking around the Pavilion on a summer afternoon eating a foot-long hotdog and watching the pretty girls was a little piece of heaven.

Now I'm stuck up here in the Midlands confined to the Suburbs

Mama Zen said...

I know exactly what you mean. I'm comforting myself with football.

qualcosa di bello said...

i'm right there with you mourning the passing of the season...

forgetfulone said...

You said it so very well!

Anonymous said...

I read and never leave comments. I write and actually hope no one reads...being too sensitive to comments...I am a KHS grad so appreciate the references to the influence of that place "from whence we came."

myrtle beached whale said...

I am not sensitive to comments. I appreciate them as they reaffirm to me that someone is reading my drivel. Thanks for yours.