Friday, February 27, 2015

Slice #1 of 31 March Challenge

The River
The breeze gently brushes my cheek and ruffles my hair.  My toes are chilled to the bone from the cold water rushing over them.  The water distorts them and makes them look longer then they are and turns them a pale blue color.  There are only a few other people by the water and the sound of them is drowned out by the river.  I turned to the left and watch the water cascade over some rocks into a deeper part of the river that's surrounded by tree's and saw my cousins and sisters knee deep I ran down and splashed them.  By the time lunch was ready we were all soaking wet.

Photo Credit: <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/98799884@N00/235458062">Stream</a> via <a href="http://photopin.com">photopin</a> <a href="https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0/">(license)</a> 

6 comments:

  1. I enjoyed your slice of life. I liked how your slice almost seemed like a poem.

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  2. I love the detail, Sophie, like those toes distorted. Sounds like a great time!

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  3. Where is that happening? That's cool.

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  4. Where is that happening? That's cool.

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  5. I love this, Soph. That sounds so fun! What river were you in?

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