RE: The Hidden Oasis
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what a great story!! I'm guessing this is fiction? Otherwise it sounds "too good to be true," which is often a sure sign that a great story *is true. The image of the old man and the rabbit at the end: priceless. You pack a lot of wisdom into a variation on the cautionary tale (not to judge by appearances). love it!
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It is fully Faxon, and you have a good eye lol. Thank you so much for reading my little story. To me that's a feel-good story that comes right out of the clouds.
fully Faxon = fully non-fictional?
Sorry, I'm every bit as obtuse as sister Lori said I was. :)
(But I still learned a lot of stuff you didn't, Lori, so there's that.)
yeah, I'm still holding conversations with her inside my head...
I love the old man, the one whose door the kids must not knock on, come Halloween.
You could make a whole novel out of him. With the rabbit. :)
Lol fictional. I didn't even notice what my phone had done when I did that comment my voice text. Sorry about the confusion!
One of these days I'll stop being a flaky short, insecure writer and actually move forward with one of these encouraging thoughts on an idea. Right now I focus on my day to day and try to get some writing in or other creative outlet (art) or else I feel that I'm completely suppressed. The day the day job on the phone answering health insurance benefits and questions gets to be a brain and creativity sucker.
My heart really hurt when I read that story about your sisters last words and I can't even imagine the impact that had on your spirit. There sure was a lot of emptiness in her apparently. My first instinct was jealousy. I grapple with my only daughter, Lianna, who hates the very thought of me. She has taken after her father who hates me doubly. I can't feel too bad though, because she hates God just as much as she hates me and so I know that she's not rational.
As a newlywed after almost twenty years of Single Living, I am learning to share my spaces and my life with a spouse. It's not as easy as it seems LOL. In any event, it's awesome to speak with you again.
Your daughter and her daddy... thank God you're a newlywed and starting over, even if it's a bit of an adjustment. Thanks for the kind words - I've heard "jealousy" as a motive - why can't we be happy for others who succeed and do well and look great?? Oh well. Off to walk dogs and enjoy what's left of an October day. The sun keeps setting earlier but spring will come.... and you are NOT a "flaky" writer, and you will move forward. :)
:) I agree with you and by flaky I just mean inconsistent. Today was an exceptionally beautiful fall day. I hope your walk was refreshing! I'm not looking forward to the cold winter months looming ahead.
The long, cold winter: I used to dread it too. Now I look forward to a respite from chiggers, ticks mosquitoes, poison ivy, humidity, heat, and other hazards of summer. Just, not TOO cold, please, none of that prolonged, sub-zero stuff, and no icy roads, but snow is pretty and the curl of smoke against pewter skies, the smell of woodfires burning, and hot cider mulling.... yeah, pass me the knitting needles, I might even learn to knit a warm woolen blanket. NO ICY ROADS, right? Deal....?
Eh. I'll be counting the days until spring, just as soon as December 21 arrives.
That was a delightful comment to read! Where are you that you have chiggers? We have tics, poison ivy, poison oak, deer flies and lots of mosquitoes. I am a summer kind of girl. I need the hope of sun to look forward to, especially now that I work from home. Our winter starts in November and goes through end of May😖.
On revisiting this one, the ending caught my eye anew.
He chooses to keep it an oasis - not out of selfishness, perhaps, but in order to protect it from vandals and intruders and those who judge? It's an intriguing question (to me). Why does he not share his oasis even though it means ridicule and distrust and misconceptions about him. Among others in his community. Apparently his community is nature with its flora and fauna, not humans, with their thorns, rules, expectations, and prohibitions. Again: you pack so much into a small space! Splendidly done!