Another one of Jason’s beautiful photos, that got my mind thinking. You can see more photos at http://jasonfrels.com/2021/04/17/a-photo-per-day-for-a-week/
One of the most pleasant sounds of all, was the sound of her granddaughter’s laughter. Maribelle would never grow tired of hearing it.
“There goes another one!” Lizzy ran after the lightning bug trying to catch it.
Maribelle called out to her granddaughter, “Go ahead and keep catching them sugar, Grandma is going to go sit on the porch for a little.”
Lizzy was a joy to have over, but she did have boundless energy, and anymore Maribelle’s energy wasn’t quite so boundless. She found herself looking forward to bedtime. It had been a busy day, but Maribelle did love every minute of it.
Rocking on the porch, she was glad that the temps were slowly falling in the night air. Texas summers sure were hot. Some days could be miserable, but Maribelle would never move out of Texas, for all her memories were here.
Lightning bugs were flying around her blue bonnets. When some landed on the flowers, Lizzy was as quick as a wink to catch them in her hands.
Maribelle thought back to all her yesterdays. Her days of walking along the side of a country road lined with bluebonnets. Every morning she would make the walk into town to work at the mercantile and every evening she would make the trek back on her tired feet. That is until the one day when Brody offered her a ride home, and after that the days ran together in a blur of complete happiness!
Oh how she remembered walking on air when he pulled up beside her, asking if she wanted a ride. Her heart felt as high as being top of the Ferris Wheel. Brody with his dashing, cocoa brown eyes and a smile so bright, that it could light a thousand candles. The Brody who all the single girls were after, but who appeared to only have eyes for Maribelle. Every day he would come to the mercantile and he would always leave with something, no matter how small the purchase was. Maribelle would chuckle to herself, knowing full well he didn’t really need all the things he purchased. She remembered picking so many blue bonnets saying, ” He loves me, he loves me not!”
That day long ago when he asked her if she needed a ride was etched on her heart forever. She had done her best to restrain herself from jumping up and down with excitement when he asked her. Trying to be a proper Southern woman as she politely responded with a “Yes” and “Thank you!” to him. She was unable to say more due to her heart beating outside of her chest. When pompous Clarice drove by and saw her in the truck with Brody, oh how that had made Maribelle’s day! The look on Clarice’s face was indeed priceless.
He was a true gentleman on the ride to her home, and she thanked him kindly when she got out of his truck. Their eyes met and neither one spoke, but a silent agreement had been made and Maribelle never walked home from the mercantile again.
Day by day their attraction grew and love began. The days blurred into each other, and weeks quickly became months.
Southern nights of fishing in the dark and listening to Alison Krauss on the radio, as he sang to her “You say it best when you say nothing at all.”
Days of walking hand in hand through a field of bluebonnets, and having a picnic in the middle of all of them.
The day he proposed, set her heart to spinning and all the wedding planning passed by in one big, beautiful blur.
Then the wedding day came, followed by children and grandchildren and so many moments in between. Life with Brody had its hard times and disappointments but the joys far outweighed the sadness. The amazing love that grew through the years, took center stage. Its stunning beauty shined through the blur.
Th-that’s it? You’re going to leave us wondering … what happened to Brody? Is he still around, or did he meet an untimely death? And since it is Texas, ranch country, where is Betsy? All joking aside, though, it’s a great short story … had me hooked. Hugs!
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I am so mean, I know! Haha!
Oh gosh, Betsy just can’t be left out, can she!
Thanks Jill, very glad you liked it. It was all thanks to Jason’s photo! π I really didn’t know what I was going to write before I saw the picture.
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And to answer your question since I didn’t in my first reply, are you sure you want a 2nd part? I did debate the idea of continuing BUT can’t say that it wouldn’t get sad.
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Nice guys do sometimes get the girl.
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Yes, they do! Not just in fairytales. π
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If you’re going to have love, that’s the kind of love to have. I did, and it ended too soon.
Huge Hugs
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Aww!! Sorry about yours ending too soon, but glad you got to experience a special kind of love. Hugs!
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I do like Alison Krauss
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So you do have good taste in music, besides “Crazy Train”. LOL!
Like Brody, Brad sang me that song when we were dating. Yes, I know, that may be too much sappy, sweet info for you first thing in the morning right? π
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I may need more black coffee after reading that.
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Yes, your bitter coffee will help your sweetness overload!
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I had a post with the word βblurβ in the title today as well
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I saw your post pop up and I started laughing when I saw the title. π
Going to check it out soon.
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And I am not sure if I should say this but you DO NOT pick bluebonnets
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Yeah I may have remembered hearing that after writing the story! βΊ
And may have.hoped that you would have missed that line. πΆπ€! But like Tippy, your eyes are too good sometimes. LOL!
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Maribelle was a rebel, she knew not to pick them but she was in love and all was a blur. She couldn’t think straight.
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But if you pick them, they canβt seed and make more bluebonnets next spring.
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But she only picked a few, ….. just ignore where it says “many”. π
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Have you heard the “Lay Down Beside Me” song that she does with John Waite? I posted it at the end of the comments for Jim, along with “When you say Nothing At All” for he had never heard her before. The shock! LOL!
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Yes, I have most of her songs
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A good collection to have. Jim says he reminds her of Dolly Parton. π
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Blue bonnets are unbelievably beautiful. Especially en masse. Lovely image!
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They are and Jason captured them so well!
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β€οΈ But bluebonnets are for admiring, not “he loves me, loves me not”. Daisies are better for that. However, being a senior Texan, and a country girl, this story really touched my heart.
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HI Barb! Glad it touched your heart! That makes me smile.
Yes, Jason corrected me about bluebonnets not being picked! LOL! I shall remember next time! I will agree that they are so pretty!
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I remember Jason’s wonderful photos of the bluebonnets. I had never heard of them, but they are a beautiful flower. I’ve never heard of Alison Krauss either. π
thanks for the heartwarming story!
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And I am finally getting back to you. π I had seen this and wanted to post the song from Alison Krauss and then…. I may have forgotten! Sorry! And you are very welcome for the story, glad you liked it! Here is the “When you say nothing at all” song and another one that I really like by her, “Lay Down”
You have to hear the wonderful music that you have been missing.
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thanks for sharing those songs; they were both beautiful. Alison sounds a little like Dolly Parton to me…
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Glad I finally remembered! N9w you will have to share them with your wife. π
Dolly Parton? Hmmm….hadn’t thought of that but yes I can see it.
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I will add sharing with my wife to my agenda… π
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Haha!
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