A bucket on a beach. Just the right thing for a bank holiday.
I hope you enjoyed the Jubilee weekend, UK folks. I had a craft fair on Saturday in the middle of the New Forest. Despite the forecast rain, we had lovely sunshine all day, and people poured in. The organisers encouraged us to go with the bunting, and the order of the banners was down to which ones would take a peg at the top. It’s not the best arrangement, but live and learn.
Today’s #writephoto prompt from KL Caley at New2Writing.com really hits the spot. It’s very short, but hopefully sweet:)
This crumbly stuff.
Can I put the crumbly stuff into the bucket with the spade?
Whoops! Oh, I can get that bit later.
Yes, quite a bit went in.
Another, another. …oh what’s that? A pretty shell. I like that.
My finger won’t go in. What does it sound like? I can hear… the sea? Or is that the sea? Both sides at once. Clever.
Spade. Bucket. Sand – that’s the word for this crumbly stuff! Sand!
More sand. More. More… pause.
Pebble. Pretty. Grey. White. Holes. Hard. Salty.
Spit! Spit! Spit! Yuk, don’t like sand.
Throw pebble away.
Plop! Ooh. Find another.
Plop! Ooh… oh-oh-oh, no Mummy, I didn’t mean to hit you.
NO NO NO, I want to fill the bucket.
© J M Pett 2022
6 thoughts on “Bucket | #writephoto Flash Fiction”
Loved it Jemima you got right inside this one and yes it was very sweet 💜
My grandson to a T!
Very convincingly child-like! A very low rate of royalism here so managed to avoid the jubilee almost totally.
Very sweet. Well done, Jemima. Thank you so much for joining in with #writephoto. Sorry for the delayed response, that’s me just catching up now. I hope your fayre went well too? KL <3
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