New Life

This short story is my second contribution to Dan Antion’s Third Annual Thursday Doors Writing Challenge.  Dan, at No Facilities, invited us to choose a door photo that inspired us and write a story, poem, novel, or anything we wanted to.  The intriguing photo I chose was submitted by Teagan R. Geneviene.  ~~ I always…

The Other Side

This piece of flash fiction is my contribution to Dan Antion’s Third Annual Thursday Doors Writing Challenge.  Dan, at No Facilities, invited us to choose a door photo that inspired us and write a story, poem, novel, or anything we wanted to.  The intriguing photo I chose was submitted by Teagan R. Geneviene.    ~~…

Thursday Doors: Back to Seville, Spain

Here is my contribution to Thursday Doors, a weekly door-lover’s group hosted by Dan Antion over at No Facilities. ~~ For this week’s door post, I’ll be featuring doors I discovered on the grounds of the Old Slaughterhouse (Matadero) in Seville, Spain.  This compound, that my husband and I found by accident, was an interesting site…

Unusual Choice

It was an unusual choice.  Sunlight spilled through the small square window, proclaiming the day had arrived.  He woke, bathed, dressed, and sat on the edge of his bed.  Keys jingled.  Two men entered.  One man set up a folding table.  The other man carried a tray of food, set it down, and said, “Enjoy.” …

Thursday Doors: Random Buildings & Doors in Vienna

This post is my contribution to Thursday Doors, a weekly door-lover’s group hosted by Dan Antion over at No Facilities. ~~ Here are a few random buildings and doors for my last door post featuring Vienna, Austria.  I hope you enjoy a little peek at beautiful Vienna! If you would like to see more of Vienna,…

Thursday Doors: Arched Doorways in Vienna

Here is my contribution to Thursday Doors, a weekly door-lover’s group hosted by Dan Antion over at No Facilities. ~~ This week, I’m featuring arched doorways I discovered in the City Center of Vienna, Austria.  I hope you enjoy! If you would like to see a little bit more of Vienna, visit St. Stephen’s Cathedral, Praterstrasse,…

The Wish

The boat took you wherever you wanted to go.  All you had to do was board at dusk, make a wish, and by morning you would be there.  The catch was you only got one wish, one trip, in a lifetime. I didn’t give it much thought, day to day.  It was like a ticket…

Senior Speed Dating

The buzzer sounded.  Everyone switched tables.  With each new person, George answered their questions and asked a few.  He was polite.  Whenever he moved on to the next table, he glanced toward the soft-white reflection in the window.  He knew she was watching.  When the event was over, he quickly left.  Strolling home, George relished…

Thursday Doors: Figlmüller at Wollzeile, Vienna

Here is my contribution to Thursday Doors, a weekly door-lover’s group hosted by Dan Antion over at No Facilities. ~~ For this week’s post, I’m again featuring Vienna, Austria.  Just a few minutes from the Stephansplatz, at Figlmüller restaurant on Wollzeile Street, you can get the city’s most famous Wiener schnitzel.  We were not able to…

Thursday Doors: Praterstrasse, Vienna, Austria

Here is my contribution to Thursday Doors, a weekly door-lover’s group hosted by Dan Antion over at No Facilities. ~~ For the second week, I’m featuring doors I discovered in Vienna, Austria in the Fall of 2021.  Specifically, the doors featured today were found along the one kilometer-long Praterstrasse, a wide and idyllic avenue between the…

Thursday Doors: St. Stephen’s Cathedral, Vienna, Austria

Here is my contribution to Thursday Doors, a weekly door-lover’s group hosted by Dan Antion over at No Facilities. ~~ In late Fall of 2021, after spending time in Catania, my husband and I spent a few days in Vienna. Goodbye Sicily, hello Austria!  I must say, I was smitten.  I love this city with its…

Magic Mandolin

Amala trudged across the hills and into the city of Lhasa.  Her brother remained in the village, and he was hungry. Who will see me?  Will they care?   Along her way to the open square, Amala came across a colorful mandolin leaning against a rubbish bin. Never having played, she strummed the strings anyway. …