#WeekendCoffeeShare – 2020-05-16

~ Russell ~ 8 Comments

If we were having coffee, I’d offer you a cup of fresh brewed Charleston Coffee Company Bold Roast to help you in waking this fine Saturday morning. If coffee’s not your thing, we can probably rustle up some tea, juice, or some other concoction of hot or cold beverage to start your day.

We’d be listening to Counting Crows while we sip and wipe the sleep from our eyes. No particular album, but a mix set to random and enjoying whatever comes up next for what it is much like my plans for this Saturday. Other than knowing that I want to get a run in today, my plans are anyone’s guess at this point.

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#FridayFictioneers – Islander at Heart

~ Russell ~ 32 Comments
PHOTO PROMPT © Jan Wayne Fields

“What’s that thing?” Janie laughed.

Daryl tipped his floral ISLANDER hat.  “This is a mere reminder of where my heart resides,” he said.

“Really?  You ever been to an island?  Ever even seen the ocean?  And where’d you get that thing?”

Her questions hit him like punches.  He almost reeled back, but he set his feet and his jaw.  “Yes, no, no, and the internet if you must know.”

“Well, if you’ve never been to the islands, how do you know you’re an islander?”

“Come here,” Daryl said.  “Look out the window at all the snow.  That’s how I know.”

WC: 100

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#WeekendCoffeeShare – 2020-05-09

~ Russell ~ 12 Comments

If we were having coffee, I’d have to apologize for the hour. It’s late, but there’s coffee for that, I’ve got the UFC fights on the tv, so we can watch that while we chat. In my cup, I have Charleston Coffee Roaster’s Bold Roast. It’s good stuff, the beans are freshly ground, and it’s hot in the pot. By all means, help yourself. Coffee not your thing? There’s tea and perhaps a few other things around. I’m sure we can find something for you.

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#FridayFictioneers – Hide ‘n Seek

~ Russell ~ 29 Comments
PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

Billy loved spending his weekend at Gramps place.  He would play with the neighborhood kids out back in the wide open field and surrounding woods.

They played a lot of chase and war, but Billy’s favorite was hide ‘n seek.  He was, by his 11 year old reckoning, the king of hide ‘n seek, always finding the best hiding spots.

Like the old refrigerator he came upon just a bit off the path.  He laughed as the heavy door closed tight, sealing him in darkness.

They would never find him there.

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#WeekendCoffeeShare – 2020/05/02

~ Russell ~ 4 Comments

If we were having coffee, we would be sipping on a nice brew of Charleston Coffee Company beans that I ground earlier today, there would music playing low (Miranda Lambert singing Famous in a Small Town at the moment), and we would be sitting in my messy little writing space.

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#FridayFictioneers – Memories Burn Hot

~ Russell ~ 34 Comments
PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson

Sarah stacked the bills neatly atop the desk before calling her employees.

“Hello.  Yes. We’re allowed to open tomorrow.  No. I’ll get everything ready. Just come in tomorrow.”

A dozen of the same calls later, she made her way to the dining room

Oh the memories.

She worked through the night.  With every place setting perfect except the lack of guest, she made to leave.

All was done, save one final deed.  One switch wired just so by the back door.  She flipped it on her way out.

Tears streamed down her face as her dreams went up in flames.

WC: 100

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#FridayFictioneers – One Man’s Trash

~ Russell ~ 18 Comments
PHOTO PROMPT © C.E.Ayr

Harry hopped down from his perch on the large green rumbling garbage truck before the squealing pads clamped down on the large rotors could force the massive vehicle to a standstill.

“Look at this Donny! Can you believe someone would throw that out?”

“As a matter of fact, I can,” Donny said. “Looks like trash to me.”

“Not to me! This will go perfect over the couch. Once it’s cleaned up that is.”

“You always do this Harry. Just toss the thing. You may be a hoarder, ya know?”

“Naw. Just help me get it in the cab, will ya?”

WC: 100

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