Bob was a small, scruffy mongrel. His favorite food was porridge with just a drizzle of golden syrup. His collar, the color of a bluejay, stood out from his black as ink fur. He would stand guard by the mailbox everyday waiting impatiently for the postman. Even on Saturdays and Sundays you could find him there staring for hours at the box. When the postman lifted the lid of the mailbox Bob would set about to whine and bark. The bark was shrill like the sound of a plate breaking.
Perhaps the start of a story as inspired by yesterday Daily Post Prompt in which you had 20 minutes to write a post that included the words mailbox, bluejay, plate, syrup, and ink. And one more detail… the story must include a dog named Bob
At a recent Country Festival (Féile na Tuaithe) held at Turlough House Country Life Museum in County Mayo (Ireland) they had laid on a fairy trail for the kids to follow. I just loved the vivid colours of all the fairy slippers, dresses and scarves. And the kids were enthralled.
Fairy where are you going to?
Won’t you stop with me?
I see your shoes hanging up to dry
Your dresses among the leaves
Your scarf if blowing in the wind
What is it like flying free?
You can check out what other people find VIVID on this weeks Weekly Photo Challenge
Check out the interesting survey results on what and why kids are reading:
It’s great to read that kids like books that make them laugh and ones that let them use their imagination.