3AM Thoughts!

Lisette tossed and turned, and turned again. The bright green glow from her alarm clock showed that it was 3AM!

Letting out a groan she grabbed her pillow and smacked it down on the bed, what was she going to do?

Her cell phone had messages from work, her friends and her Mom. She had texted them before so that they wouldn’t worry about her absence, but now they were wanting details.

She had been at Miss. Libby’s Bed and Breakfast Inn for a week now. Miss. Libby was so nice, hadn’t asked her any questions, just told her how glad she was to have her there. Business had been slow lately and she was getting lonely.

Lisette could easily get used to being spoiled by Libby’s delicious meals. As a rule, she only provided breakfast , but she was so glad for Lisette’s company, that she happily made supper for her too.

Lisette was grateful for her hospitality. Everyone she had met so far had been so kind. It seemed like a nice, little town. She loved the quaint little shops. She had went clothes shopping the first day she was there, for she really needed new clothes!

Miss.Libby had referred her to Miss.Jill’s Fabric and Dress Shop. Oh, the beautiful clothes she had! Lisette was so glad that she had money on her when she had shaken the cow bell.

She really was enjoying herself here. Back home she had wrestled with not knowing the next step to take, but now….perhaps she had just taken the next step! Perhaps this town was meant for her. Miss. Libby had said that she was welcome to stay as long as she would like.

They enjoyed afternoon teas. Miss. Libby loved to talk and Lisette was fascinated with the stories she shared about her life, as she sipped her Vanilla Chai tea. Miss. Libby had lived in this town for a long time and she could tell you about every person who lived here.

One afternoon she had told Lisette that she needed to tell her the story of the Chicken Man. The Chicken Man? Lisette was curious but Miss. Libby said she had to lie down for her nap and she would tell her later. Lisette was still waiting.

When Lisette walked through town she had seen “Help Wanted” signs on some of the shops. She really needed a job, if she planned on staying. Thats what she would do. She let out a contented sigh. She had a plan.

In the morning, after a yummy breakfast of eggs, bacon, grits and pancakes with a slice of honeydew melon, she would go out job hunting.

If she found a job that she enjoyed she would stay. A simple plan … the only difficult part was going to be explaining it to her friends and her parents.

The glowing numbers on the clock said 3:45, she had to get some sleep. This would all work out, thats what she would tell herself. Think positive. That is what her Dad had taught her to do. She wanted adventure and it looked like she had found it, thanks to the magic of an old, enchanted bell.

Betsy’s Escape … The Conclusion!

You don’t have to wait any longer, the conclusion to Jason’s tale is here! ENJOY a dose of laughter for your day. Here is the link to Part 1 if you missed it. Betsy’s Escape

Laughter always makes the day brighter, and you will get it with this story. Thanks again Jason for sharing your creative imagination with us all. Who would have thought that Betsy would have such a major role in this saga. I really had thought that she was just a simple cow on Luke’s farm. But, what did I know!

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A guard wandered by. Betsy swished her tail and chewed her cud. After the guard was far enough away, Betsy said “I can get yoooou out of this place. There is a nanny goat just beyond those trees. She is not a very smart goat, but she’ll doooo.” Betsy whispered, like only a cow can, “Work your way over there and when the guards aren’t loooooking, give your clothes to the goat. This goat cannot resist playing dress-up with huuuuuman clothes, so she’ll put them on and wander around in your orange jump suit. The guards will think that the goat is you. I have other clothes for you to put on in a small basket nearby.”

“Then what?” Tanya asked “We are a long way from town.”

“I’ve arranged transportation.” Betsy answered “but I hope you don’t mind strange gnuuuuus.”

“What news? Is something else happening?” Tanya asked.

“No not news, …. Nevermind. There will be a truck and a, um, wildebeest in it down by the road. He’s a thickheaded sort, but he’ll keep his mouth shut.” Betsy said.

With that, Betsy wandered back over to the trees and the guards paid her no attention.

After a few minutes, Tanya had worked her way over to near the tree line and saw a goat near a tree. When the guards were not looking, she stripped out of her orange jumpsuit and threw it to the goat. The goat looked at the clothing for a second, as if trying to decide whether to eat them or put them on. Tanya was feeling quite exposed, but finally the goat slipped into her jump suit, stood on its hind hooves and wandered out in the field to be with the other strange animals wearing orange jump suits.

Tanya darted for the woods, and soon found a basket with some clothing. Annie’s clothing. Well, that would be fitting. Tanya made it through the woods and sure enough there was a truck with a wildebeest behind the wheel and Betsy in the back.

“Now for your part of the deal” said the cow.

“So, you want to leave Luke’s farm, but don’t want him to come looking for you.” Tanya said. “You need what you just gave me: a decoy.”

“You mean a decow.” Betsy snickered, “And where do you propose to find a decoy for me? For I am quite moonique.”

“Ugghhhh” Tanya said “enough with the puns. They are only funny to the person making them. Everyone else just groans.”

A small tear appeared in Betsy’s eye and rolled down her cheek.

“I met a woman once name Tonya. She has a cow named Bessie that looks remarkably similar to you.” Tanya continued. “But this cow isn’t smart like you and can’t talk. So, we buy Bessie and put your brand on her. You stick her in your barn with your cowbell and old Luke will be none the wiser.”

Tanya and Betsy both had mischievous glee in their eyes at this plan and set about to put it in motion. Tanya gave Gnippy directions to Tonya’s farm, hopped in with Betsy and they sped away.

Late that evening, Lou once again hid in the shrubbery eating the occasional unlucky grasshopper, when a truck came down the road and stopped at the barn. Lou stifled a honk and watched as two cows emerged from the truck. He couldn’t tell them apart from this far away. That wildebeest from Borden also got out of the driver’s seat and went into the barn with the cattle.

Lou, risking detection, flew across the pasture to the barn hoping to see the goings on inside. But he was too late. He heard the truck drive away and saw its taillights heading down the road in the darkness. He heard mooing and a bell clanging in the barn. ‘Betsy’ he thought ‘now I can see where she hid the gold.’

Lou crept in the barn and there she was. But, it wasn’t Betsy. Sure, this cow would fool any person into believing she was Betsy, but Lou knew right away that this was an impasture, um imposter.”

But Lou also knew something else. He knew that for the first time in his long goose life he was feeling love at first site. He always thought that he would meet some nice goosy or maybe even a swan and settle down someday. He never thought that he’d fall for a cow. But such a beautiful cow and one look in those dark topaz brown eyes, and Lou was over-the-moon in love. He forgot all about Betsy and her gold.

Luke thought he heard honking and Betsy’s cowbell ringing in the barn that night. Odd cow.

Gnippy and Betsy had one stop to make. Not far from Luke’s farm was a tree with a white cross marking the spot under it where Betsy had hidden the treasure under the cover of darkness. Gnippy stayed at the truck, mystified by the fireflies dancing around, while Betsy went and unearthed the treasure chest.

A year later on a tropical beach, a strange, horned woman in a grass skirt and an odd bikini top lounges on a chair, drinking something with a tiny umbrella in it and listening to the surf role in. Betsy and Lou had each found their own paradise. And none of the human people were any the wiser.

Back up north in Borden, Patrick walked down the street to his office. In the shadows a silhouette of a woman emerged and began following him.

Betsy’s Escape

I am beginning to think these characters have cast a spell, making it impossible to end their story. Jason realized that there were still some loose ends to tie up from Part 2, so he did another great job again with Part 3. Betsy is really wanting her time in the limelight! Enjoy! Just a tip as you read, you may not want to be drinking anything while reading, if you don’t want to find yourself spitting it out! Yes, the master of puns has managed to do it again!  I split his Part 3 into 2 parts. On Thursday I will post the conclusion. 🙂 

Betsy’s Escape

It was the kind of warm sunny evening that would make you feel like you could just sit outside scratching insect bites all night. A full moon was rising, frogs were croaking, and fireflies flashed in and out among the trees. Lou had been watching Luke’s barn for two days now, waiting for Betsy to leave it unguarded, but the cow would not stray far from her pen.

Lou was getting hungry. He had caught a few grasshoppers, but they just weren’t filling enough. He may have to resort to eating fireflies, though they did give him heartburn.

Inside the barn Betsy was making plans. Acquiring the gold had only been a means to an end. What Betsy really wanted was to be free of Luke’s farm and liver own life. Sure, three square meals of hay a day were nice, but Betsy yearned to be free and not under Luke’s yoke. She also didn’t want to be around any more talking animals. With talking animals it could go either of two ways: really bad, orwell, and she had lived with them since 1984 and now she was through living on an animal farm.

She did enjoy having fun at Luke’s expense from time-to-time. Knowing Luke had never met his dad, Betsy sometimes stood at his bedroom window in the middle of the night while he was sleeping and bellowed in a deep voice “Luke…… I, am your father.”  Luke often awoke screaming after this with Betsy in the shadows outside chuckling.

But a nice warm sunny beach is where Betsy longed to be. Not boggy and rocky like Borden, but somewhere sandy down in the tropics where she could lay in the sun and tan her hide. And, if she could avoid eating it, she could wear a grass skirt and blend in with the locals.

But she needed a plan, for Luke was smart and he had well-placed cousins that would track Betsy to the ends of the Earth if she just stampeded away. She decided that she must visit Tanya. Tanya knew how to disappear, but she had a weakness for men. Betsy had no such weakness for she tolerated no bull. Yes, maybe she could persuade Tanya to help her devise a plan to escape from Luke’s farm.

So, as the moon rose, Betsy set out for the Mandy Guardtower State Women’s Prison where Tanya was locked up. Betsy crept out of the barn and headed up the river on her way to the big house.

Finally, Lou saw some movement at the farm. The barn door opened and a bovine silhouette emerged and quietly sneaked away, well quiet except for the occasional clanging of her cowbell. At last Lou had his chance. He waited until Betsy was out of site and slowly goose-stepped to the barn door. He looked around to see if anyone had seen him, suppressed a loud honk, and entered the barn.

Lou found Betsy’s lantern and lit it revealing piles and piles of hay. The gold could be anywhere and he didn’t know when Betsy would be back. He quickly grabbed a pitchfork and got to work. After a few minutes of going through stack after stack of hay, and finding several needles but no gold, he heard a distant voice say “I’m just going to check on Betsy before bed time.” Oh no, farmer Luke was coming to the barn.

Lou could hide in the hay, but what would Luke do when he didn’t find Betsy. Lou was so worried he almost started honking nervously. He then let out his best ‘mooooo’. He hoped it sounded convincing to the farmer. The footsteps stopped for a second, and then turned around. Luke was returning to the man-barn. “Whew!” Lou sighed and then honked. He froze until he heard the door of the man-barn shut.

That was a close call. Lou redoubled his effort with pitchfork in wing and sought out Betsy’s treasure. He searched well into the night and left no straw unturned, but he could not find the cow’s valuables. He did find several pies though, cow pies. Uck, he was getting more and more sick of this cow by the minute.

The next morning Betsy arrived at the prison as the prisoners were working in the field. The prison guards took no notice of a cow walking around so Betsy was easily able to walk right up to Tanya. Betsy swished her tail and swatted Tanya’s head. Tanya turned around, and after a brief second of confusion, recognition entered her eyes. “You’re that Luke’s cow. I never quite knew what to think of you.”

Betsy bent down gathered some alfalfa in her mouth and started to chew.

“You know, I could swear I saw you driving a boat once.” Tanya said “Come back here to finish the job?”

“Nooooo,” Betsy mooed “I need your help and I willing to help yoooooou in return.”

“What could I possibly do to help you?” Tanya asked

“I need to leave Luuuuke’s farm and I don’t want him to come after me. I want to be gone for goooood.” said Betsy.

“I’ll help you plan this out, but I need out of this prison. Orange is just not my color you see. And I’ll have my revenge on a certain man down in Borden one day.” Tanya said.

A Fun Surprise!

I love to write, as is obvious, but having wonderful “followers” makes it all the more fun! I appreciate all of you who take the time to read my posts that vary between the serious and as one follower described it, “zany” posts.

I recently ended a crazy series about Anna/Tanya and love how many of you stayed with me throughout the several stories of series that doesn’t seem to end! In my last post, Farewell Anna! one of my followers, who has a great sense of humor,  added onto the story. I do have creative followers who love to add their insights into my stories, making me laugh and yes at times, ….”smack my head”… If you read the comments in my stories I am sure you have noticed that!

I was thinking of how the addition that this follower wrote needed to be shared, and then he surprised me last night with another part to his story. He wondered if I would like to use it for a post and I loved the idea! His additional conclusion to my story will be in 2 parts. I hope you enjoy Part 1 today. Laughter is something needed every day and I do believe you will get that from Jason’s story.  I am sure Jason would appreciate hearing your thoughts on his contribution to a saga, that has grown into much more than what had started out as just a simple story! Thanks Jason for sharing your creativity! For those of you not familiar with the story about Anna, it may help to know that Betsy is a cow, like no other cow, and Portia is a pig

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About a year later, under the deep emerald blue seas, in a cave with an opening shaped like a heart… bubbles rose from the inky black depths and settled against the roof of the cave. Deep within the cave, there were dim lights moving through the darkness. Three divers pressed on through the meandering passages until they arrived at a large underground cavern filled with air. The three emerged from the black water and into the cave.

“Snort, the map was correct” grunted Portia, her azure green eyes glimmering with greed.

“It better be. It cost moooore gallons of milk than I can count.” said Betsy, water dripping from her cowbell.

“You ladies going to sit here clucking, or are we going to find the gold. Cluck Cluck.” said the un-named chicken.

“Won’t the farmer be suspicious?” snorted Portia.

“No, he thinks we’re sweet dumb farm animals.” said Betsy with a disdainful sneer.

“Come on! Cluck Cluck. Into the cave. Times wasting!”

With nothing but their flashlights against the overpowering darkness, our three unsuspecting treasure hunters pressed on into the cave. When suddenly a rush of wind passed Betsy ear, she dropped to the ground just as a blade shot across where her head had been a second before.

“Mooooooo!” Betsy bellowed “There are udder traps, I mean booby traps in this place.”

“Yeah, snort, you two be careful.” said Portia with a smirk on her snout.

They pressed on through the darkness. “What’s that up ahead?” clucked the chicken. There was a rush of metal and bones and the chicken was caught off guard.

After the feathers had settled, Betsy and Portia could see the poor chicken run through with the dead pirates sword. His skull appearing to be agape in laughter.

“Pirate Sanders the gray beard!” Gasped Betsy.

“I hear he was a colonel before becoming a pirate.” oinked Portia. “Snort. We must be more careful lest we end up skewered like the chicken.”

When they got to the entrance to a larger cavern, Portia came to a sudden halt. “Mooooove.” bellowed Betsy.

“No, wait!” Portia snorted “It could be another trap!”

Betsy and Portia carefully shined their lights around until they found the carefully concealed trip wire and saw the trap. “You really saved our bacon, Portia.” mooed Betsy.

They carefully stepped over the trip wire and reached the treasure chest at the center of the chamber. It was filled with gold coins that gleamed in the light of their flashlights. And on top there was a crown. Betsy read the inscription in the inside.

“What does it say? Oink, What does it say?” snorted Portia, because pigs can’t read.

“It says ‘King Jack’” said Betsy with a chuckle “I wondered what became of him.”

Betsy and Portia began hauling the treasure chest back through the cave to the water’s edge. As they neared the waters edge Betsy turned just in time to see Portia rushing her and slammed her against the cave wall. “The gold is all mine!” snorted Portia.

“Not so fast.” Betsy bellowed as she became a whirlwind of hooves and horns. Hooves, and horns, and a cowbell rained punishment down on Portia. Portia fell against the cave floor and Betsy pounced on her to end it once and for all.

But at the last second Portia darted to the side and put those years of karate practice into effect. She landed a pork chop to Betsy’s head and a ham hock to her rump. Betsy was being pummeled and tenderized by Portia’s knuckles. But Betsy still had fight left in her and t-boned Portia driving the wind out of her.

The two competitors tusselled on the floor, in an udderly ridiculous struggle to see who would hog all of the gold for herself. Their were snorts, and moooos, and the continuous ringing of a cowbell….

Late that evening after the sun had set and the sky was deep magentas and indigo, something emerged from the surf on the shore of Tanya’s island. Four hooves hit the wet sand dragging an old treasure chest, off to find an abandoned row boat. The faint honking of a goose was heard high in the sky.

(to be continued)

To Dive or Not to Dive?

This story follows Wednesday’s post, here is a link, in case you missed it. Surprise at Sea

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Tanya arrived back at her cottage and her mind was whirling. What had she just agreed to do? Why did she agree to meet Patrick for lunch? She did love seafood, but she is sure that he will expect to engage in conversation during the meal! Is she supposed to just keep her mouth stuffed with food the whole time?

She had nothing against Patrick, he seemed like a nice enough guy, but what if he asked questions about where she was from and her life before she moved here ? So far she had been pretty good at managing to avoid people and those possible questions, but today she may have to come with up something.

What should she wear? Nothing fancy, but she did want to look nice. Not that she was trying to impress Patrick at all, though he was kind of cute, but …. no, she couldn’t complicate her life with a romance right now!

Her eyes fell on her coral sundress hanging in her closet. That would be fine. She had some cute seashell earrings that would go perfectly with it and a pair of white sandals. It didn’t take her very long to get ready.  Taking a look in the mirror she took a deep breath, she may look put together on the outside, but her stomach was all in knots.

She wouldn’t have agreed to lunch if he wouldn’t have mentioned about finding gold in the cave! That is what made her turn her head and change her mind! Gold! Like the gold that Luke had shared with his friends. The gold that he had given to the “Chicken Man” ? Tanya’s thoughts began to drift back to that night.

No, she couldn’t let herself go there, the past was in the past. She had to start thinking about what she was going to tell Patrick if he wanted to know about her. She grabbed her purse and got into her boat, deciding she would think as she rowed.

Patrick was standing at the entrance to the cafe when she arrived. He smiled when he saw her and she felt a warm feeling shoot through her.

“HI! I like the dress. ”

“Thank you” Tanya replied, at the same time wondering to herself if she should turn around and go back to her cottage.

She followed him to a little table for two out on the deck near the water.

She busied herself with looking at the menu.

When the waitress came, Tanya ordered some oyster stew with a crab sandwich and Patrick ordered  fried oysters.

Once the waitress left Tanya asked Patrick a question, not giving him a chance to ask her one first.

“So please do tell me more about this cave? ”

“Well, legend has it that a very long, long time ago there was a young, rich ruler. He had lots of gold, but was very greedy and scared that people would steal from him. In order to protect his gold he found this heart shaped cave and thought it would be the perfect place to hide his riches.”

Tanya leaned forward, with her interest growing. “Has anyone ever found the gold?”

Patrick smiled, “No one really knows. People have explored it the cave, but no one will tell if they found gold or not. Do you want to give it at try? It is a very big cave.”

Tanya was thinking of how nice it would be to have more gold. Oh she definitely had to check out this cave.

“My cousin and I explored the cave once several years ago.” Patrick said smiling.

Tanya felt like he was wanting her to ask if they found gold. She was very curious, but she wasn’t going to let him have that satisfaction.

“Sounds like a great adventure, I am up to it, when do we go?” Tanya replied with a coy smile as she raised her eyebrows.

Patrick’s cell phone started buzzing. He briefly looked at it and then back at Tanya.

“Sorry about that, I thought I had it on silent. It was a text from my cousin Luke. He is a farmer, just came in from milking his favorite cow, Betsy,  and wanted to chat. I tell ya, she is one strange cow, but my cousin really likes her. I just have never quite met a cow like her. He also has a chicken that he says talks, have you ever heard of such a thing. I think my cousin may be a little cuckoo…” he said, as he was laughing.

“Oh my,  here I am gabbing away and  you are sitting there not looking too good. Are you okay? You are looking a little pale.”

Tanya was shaking as she replied, “Umm…sorry.. can you excuse me for a moment?”

Patrick’s eyes followed her as she walked quickly to the restroom. He sat still for a moment and then picked up his phone and texted back his cousin Luke.

Surprise at Sea

Tanya listened to the waves as she was on her boat. She hoped that she was remembering Patrick’s directions accurately when he had told her about the location of the heart shaped cave. It was a beautiful day to be out on the water. The sky was a lovely azure blue and she was feeling good. She was ready to go exploring under the sea.

What was that sound interrupting the peacefulness of the sea? Tanya looked and saw a speeding boat coming her way. The boat was huge and they were coming so fast, like they didn’t even see her!

Patrick couldn’t get that new girl out of his mind. The town was small and it wasn’t like they had new people come into town very much, so it hadn’t been hard to spot her when he had first seen her. She had made about 3 trips into town so far and each time he tried to talk to her and get to know her a bit. She really wasn’t a talker. It was like pulling teeth to get any words out of her, but she didn’t strike him as the shy type. He was thinking that there  was another reason she was being quiet. He couldn’t pinpoint it, but he was intrigued and wanted to keep talking to her.

Her eyes had lit up when he was talking about the undersea cave to her. it was the first time that she really appeared interested in anything he was saying.  Perhaps next time he saw her he would invite her out on his boat with him. Maybe being out on the open sea with the calming waves would help her feel more at ease and perhaps conversation could flow more smoothly.

There was nothing he liked more than being out on his boat on the crystal blue shining water. The weather was perfect today, he was glad that he had decided to come out today.

What was that up ahead? It looked like someone had fallen out of their boat and was hanging onto it!

As he got closer to the boat, he was shocked to see that it was Tanya! She might have been really quiet in town but she was sure saying a lot of words now! When his boat got up right beside her, her face turned a shade of pink as recognition dawned on her.

“Do you need some help?” he asked? She shook her head as she managed to climb into her boat.

“Thanks, but I will be fine, though my plans are ruined for the day. Thanks to the speed boat that almost hit me, all my diving gear fell into the water when the boat flipped!”

“Oh, you were going diving today, alone?”

Tanya gave him a look, “Yes, alone, just me and the sea.”

“You do know that is not  really safe, right? Especially from what I have gathered from you before, you aren’t a real experienced diver, correct?”

Tanya grabbed her paddles and started to row away.

“Hey, not so fast! We can get you some new gear, and I would be glad to take you some time. Why don’t you go home and get out of your wet clothes and meet me for lunch later in town at the Pearl of the Sea Cafe? They have the best oysters!”

Tanya shook her head, “No thanks, I …”

Patrick interrupted, ” I could tell you about the legend of the heart shaped cave? There is believed to be hidden gold down there.”

Hidden gold… thought Tanya. That reminded her of something! She smiled as she looked at Patrick. “I am feeling rather hungry after my little spontaneous swim”, she rolled her eyes, but Patrick caught the glint of a smile.

“I will meet you there at 1.”

“Sounds good!” Patrick replied, as he watched her row away. He was going to add that he hoped she managed to stay in the boat this time, but thought again and had bit his tongue. He wondered what lunch would be like. What was it about her that intrigued him?  He usually kept to himself, but here he had gone and invited her to lunch! If they were going to be diving together though, he may as well start getting to know her. What was she thinking attempting to dive alone? How crazy was she? He shook his his head. How crazy was he, at wanting to get to know her? He guessed that answer remained to be seen.

 

 

 

Adventure Awaits!

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The sun streamed through Tanya’s window waking her up early. She looked forward to early mornings. She felt more peaceful in the morning, at night her brain would start overthinking and fears would creep in. Then sometimes she would have the craziest dreams.

A nice, fresh cup of coffee or blueberry tea while she sat outside breathing in the sea air, chased away her night fears. Then she would stretch and get ready to go for a jog. Tanya wanted to stay in shape, and running helped her deal with her anxiety when unpleasant  memories flashed in her mind.

This remote island was the perfect place for her to calm her spirit. She had been to town a couple times now. Still tried to keep a low profile, and not talk to anyone more than she had to while she was there. For the most part it seemed to work, she would just politely say “Hi” and everyone would exchange pleasantries with her and  then go about their business.

Everyone but this one mysterious man, that is. His name was Patrick and he was very friendly.  He always seemed to bump into her when she was in town.  He wore a blue baseball cap on his head. The hair that she did see poke out from under his baseball camp was a nice chestnut brown. It matched his dark brown eyes. He was pleasant but he wasn’t content to just stop at “Hi”, he asked her questions every time that he saw her, trying to get to know her. She didn’t want to be rude, so she would patiently listen to him as he told her about the town. He also talked about the sea. He loved to take his boat out on it. He told her that there was a cave under the sea that he was anxious to explore. The opening of it was told to be shaped like a heart. That peaked her curiosity but she didn’t let on that it did. After a little while, he bid her good day and tipped his hat as he excused himself. She watched him as she walked away and she wondered if she could find a store that sold diving equipment.

Today excitement and a little bit of nervousness stirred inside of her.  She had found a store with diving equipment and had practiced using it for some short dives. She felt like she was ready now to go and find the cave that Patrick talked about. The thought that perhaps it would be wise for her to wait to go with someone did enter her mind, but she pushed it away. What could possibly go wrong?

 

One Step at a Time

What had she got herself into? She woke up with a feeling of great anticipation, but now as the time drew closer her courage was starting to be pushed aside by butterflies.  They were fluttering about inside of her, causing her to almost spill her cup of coffee, which she had just poured.

The clock said 8 am, when Gracie raised her head and looked at it on the wall. She checked her watch, unfortunately the broken clock was right this time. It was 8 am and she would hear the door bell ring any second.

Gracie took a deep breath, out the window she saw Josie’s car pull up. She was here, there was no backing out now. Though she was starting to feel a little sick.

“Ding dong!’

Gracie opened the door with a shaky smile.

“Hi Gracie, are you ready? Isn’t it a gorgeous morning! I can’t wait to get going!”

Josie has always been a morning person. Gracie remembered when they were teenagers, and she wanted to sleep in on a Saturday morning, but the phone usually rang bright and early with Josie on the other end. She would be chattering away at how Gracie couldn’t sleep her day away,  there were adventures to have. Life with Josie never was boring!

“I am as ready as I am going to be. How sure again are you that this is safe?”  Gracie asked.

Josie laughed, as she put her arm around Gracie, “No worries! It will be fine. Have I ever steered you wrong?”

Gracie raised her eyebrows, as she said, ” Well there was one time in our Junior year when…”

Josie interrupted, “Oh yeah, that time, but hey… in the end all turned out okay.”

They laughed together as they remembered the look on Mike’s face, as his  runaway car was headed for the creek.

They chatted some on their way, calming Gracie’s nerves.

“Here we are!” Josie said, as she parked on the gravel side of the road, “Grab your backpack and lets go.”

The trail that they were hiking was a nice flat trail, with lovely trees lining the path. Gracie enjoyed the trail, she just was worried about where the trail was taking them.

After a too short 15 minute walk, they had reached their destination, and Gracie looked up as her stomach hopped into her throat. “It it is quite high!” she stammered to Josie.

“Look how beautiful it is! I am telling you the view from the top will be worth it, I promise!”

She grabbed Gracie’s hand, “You can do this. I will be right by your side the whole way up the mountain.”

Gracie felt a surge of adrenaline go through her. Yes, she could do this,  she had never attempted rock climbing before, but there was a first time for everything. What could go wrong, Josie promised they would be home by suppertime, and she said she was treating. Gracie could already taste the sweet chocolate lava cake with caramel icing in her mouth. She squeezed Josie’s hand and said, “Lets go!”

Adventure in the Woods

When I wrote A Snowy Day Surprise  for Wednesday’s post, I wasn’t planning on having a Part 2, but sometimes you just never know.  Over the past couple days since then I have gained some inspiration, so here is hoping that you will enjoy Part 2! I mean, I couldn’t just leave Frank and George dozing forever on a log in the snowy woods, could I? They may get frostbite, so I had to save them.

Adventure in the Woods

Frank opened his eyes and stretched, accidentally bumping George, which caused him to fall off the log into the snow. 

“Oops, sorry about that!” Frank said, though he was fighting back laughter at the same time at George’s shocked expression to find himself lying in the snow. 

“Here let me help you up.”said Frank, holding out his hand to him. 

George brushed himself off and they both stood there for a few minutes wondering what they should do. George turned to Frank and said, “Do you think we should continue to look for that jackalope, or is it a lost cause?” 

“He is probably long gone by now,  I would say its hopeless, but we can always keep a look out for him as we head back.” Frank replied. “I am feeling rather cold now, so lets get to moving.” 

They walked and talked for awhile and then Frank grew silent, and so they walked in silence for awhile until George spoke up. “Are you feeling OK? ” 

“Yes, why?” Frank asked. 

“Well you went from talking a lot to just giving short answers to my statements, to not talking at all! Its like you are acting all moody on me.” 

“Nope! Not moody, but tell me, didn’t we pass that tree before?” 

George stared at him, “You didn’t just ask that?” 

“Yes, I did, did you not hear me correctly?” Frank replied. 

“Someone is moody.” George muttered to himself. 

“I heard you!” replied Frank. “I am not moody! But, I do believe we passed that tree before.” 

George smacked his head with his hand. ” Umm..in case you haven’t noticed, this is the woods, and there are LOTS of trees in the woods, what makes you think we passed that specific tree before?” 

Frank rolled his eyes, “Maybe because of the yellow X it has on its trunk!” 

George turned around and went back to look at the other side of the tree, and he saw the yellow X. “Oh, hmmm….didn’t notice that before.” 

“Well that’s obvious,” said Frank, and they stopped walking, and stared at the tree.

“So are you saying that we are walking in circles?” 

“I think so,” said Frank, “We have passed that tree 3x now. I been counting. I think you need to get out your compass, so we can get ourselves turned in the right direction.” 

George dug in his pockets, pulled out a few coins and a few marbles, but no compass.

“Guess I forgot my compass this morning.” George said softly. 

“Oh now what are we supposed to do! How do we know whether to go left or right? 

They stared at each other feeling clueless. 

In the distance they heard singing and they saw a girl walking towards them. She had on a red wool cape and was carrying a basket. When she got close enough to them , Frank called out. 

“Excuse me Miss, could you help us please? We seem to be hopelessly lost. ” 

The girl smiled, and asked them where they wanted to go.  

When they told her she gladly said, ” I am headed that exact same direction, you can follow me.” 

George and Frank breathed a sigh of relief, for they weren’t too fond of being stuck in the woods on a snowy night. They already felt like there hands and feet were turning blue, with as long as they had been outside. 

They had a nice chat with the girl in the red cape as they walked. She was going to visit her grandmother, she told them. 

“Here we are!” Frank and George saw the house just ahead and the girl pointed to the path beside it. “Just keep following that path and it will lead you out of the woods.” she told them. 

“Thank you very much!” they replied, as they shook her hand. 

They said goodbye and took off down the path, thinking of a nice hot meal that they would soon have, when they heard growling behind them. 

Frank turned around, and his eyes got round  like saucers. “Run George, Run!” 

The wolf was gaining speed and nipped at George’s heels, which made him jump and run even faster, as he gasped for breath. 

They saw a barn straight ahead and dashed into it closing the door behind them! Falling back against the door they slumped to the floor with their hearts still beating rapidly. 

“We made it!” gasped Frank.

“Yes!” said George. 

“MOO!” went the cows, causing Frank and George to jump and stumble head first into the water trough. 

They lifted their heads out of the water and gave each other a pitiful look, as Frank said, “Today is just not our day!” 

“MOO!” went the cows!

 

 

 

 

 

It All Started with A Letter

The plane was landing. Samantha had dozed off, but was now awakened by the announcement to buckle up. Still clutching the folded envelope in her hand, Samantha buckled up, and closed her eyes once more, as the plane made its descent. She tried to calm the butterfly party that was going on in her stomach right now.  She hadn’t been nervous about the long flight, but she was nervous now about what was to come.  About where this journey may take her. The flight was the easy part, now very soon, her real journey would begin.

Samantha smiled at the stewardess who saw her off the plane, but her thoughts were miles away. Carrying her 2 pieces of luggage she entered the airport and headed towards the baggage claim area. People were talking all around her, but all she could hear were the loud thoughts in her head. The fact that she really was going to go through with this. That she had made it here, and now all she had to do was pick up her rental car and she would be off on the next leg of her journey.

She squeezed the hot pink envelope in her hand once again. Samantha had read and re-read the letter so many times that she had the lines memorized, but she felt she needed to look at it once more, to see the words in black and white,  to assure herself that this wasn’t a dream!

Emotions were welling up inside her, thinking of all the recent events that had brought her to this day. One day she is sitting in her cozy recliner at home, with her tiger orange striped cat laying on her feet and then there is a knock on her door. A special delivery for a Miss. Samantha Elkono . She signed for the certified letter and just like that her life was suddenly changing.

Samantha spotted her suitcase coming. She could easily pick it out because of the hot pink ribbons that she had tied around it. Grabbing it off the turnstile, she walked to the car rental place, hoping it wouldn’t take too long.

Fortunately the line wasn’t long at the car rental desk and she was opening the door to her sapphire blue Chevy Cruze in no time at all. She sank into the seat with a smile on her face, this was it, her adventure was about to begin!  First though, she needed to get some breakfast. Her stomach was reminding her that it had been a long night! The lady at the car rental place had told her of a 24 hour diner that was open close to the airport, so that is where she was headed.

Turning on the radio she was going through stations trying to find some tunes to start her day. She wasn’t usually an early morning riser, but she had to admit that the sky was looking amazing right now as the sun was slowly rising.

Samantha stopped searching as she heard Cat Steven’s voice singing “Morning has Broken”. Her heart was full. She gazed into the brilliant orange sunrise. Morning was breaking, and who knew what lied ahead, but starting off the day with some overeasy eggs and strawberry crepes sounded good to her right now.