CHANGEABLE WEATHER

 

Snow scene in a park.

Photo Copyright: Dee Lovering

Here we are once more. This week we’re sitting in a virtual heated shelter house in the park as this area has received snow. I know it’s July, but this is virtual. We’re here to discuss our original stories for the week. This group is the Friday Fictioneers. Our hostess is the gracious and talented author and artist, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. The challenge for each of us is to write a story with no more than 100 words. It’s supposed to have a beginning, middle, end, and follow the picture prompt provided for the week. This week’s prompt was supplied by Dee Lovering. Thanks Dee.

To read the other stories from group members, just click on the little blue frog in the blue box after clicking on the link. The link for the other stories this week is as follows:

https://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2015/07/22/24-july-2015/

Genre: Humor Fiction

Word Count: 100 Words

CHANGEABLE WEATHER by P.S. Joshi

The blue house on Beech Street looked like any other. The only difference was that every half hour the weather surrounding it changed.

Anyone seeing it at 10:00 am saw snow on its roof and lawn.

At 10:30 am the roof was dry and the lawn green with flower-filled beds.

At 11:00 am rain soaked it.

Neighbors, used to this, thought, “Amaryllis is at it again.”

She was the neighborhood sorceress. Waving her wand, she chanted, “Weatherchangicus.”

“Oh shut up,” grumbled her broom.

“I’m trying to sleep here,” her cat shouted.

Just then lightening flashed and cracked overhead.

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49 thoughts on “CHANGEABLE WEATHER

  1. A confused sorceress or may be a newbie to the art. Either ways it seems people are now used to the magic except for her broom and cat. Liked your different take on the prompt. πŸ™‚

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  2. I knew it, I knew it. I’ve always been suspicious of that strange woman down the street. No wonder is rains every time we plan a parade. Perhaps if we made her the Grand Marshall the sun would shine.
    Great fun, Suzanne.

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    • Thanks, Leo. I’m glad you loved the story. We could have used her in Pune this monsoon. It didn’t rain for weeks and people were worried. We’re getting some rain now. It rained early then just stopped for several weeks. I’ll go over and read your story now. πŸ˜€ — Suzanne

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  3. Ooh, wouldn’t that be wild. They say Colorado is like that. One minute sun, the next, snow. I’ve had that experience. Your story reminded me of that. Well done, Suzanne.

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    • Thanks, Amy. Yes, that would be something. I never knew that about Colorado. The closest I’ve come to anything like that was seeing a line across the road when driving where the rain stopped, wet on one side and dry on the other. I’m so happy you enjoyed the story. πŸ˜€ — Suzanne

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