He’s Alive.

It’s a very merry Christmas from me and my festive happy house guest, and the last of this year’s The Hemingway Day flash fiction…

He’s alive.




Their bodies recoiled, their eyes bulging.


Thanks to the Daily Post for the photo prompt “yellow”, which in my view,┬áis just gold with less regal dripping.



Day 11 of photography101… “Pop of Colour”


Golden fields rolled across the valleys, spitting up amber dust into the air whenever the wind blowed.