She kept leaving food until she’s spiked that high fever. On her third day in bed, she startled when she heard heavy footsteps on the front stoop…
As with every every Winter contest, you can expect some f-f-f-f-freezing temperatures, some romance, maybe something cozy, or creepy…or maybe none of the above! Ha ha ha!! You’ll soon find out!
“It’s yours now,” the elder said as she handed over the thick stick, its knots and bumps matching her gnarled, arthritic knuckles. “But, be warned…”
As with every Fall contest, you can expect some some chilly air, beautiful leaves, perhaps some haystacks, apples, or pumpkins, maybe something cozy or creepy…or maybe not! Ha ha ha!! You’ll soon find out!
As they turned away from the desk, room key in hand, the unkempt clerk muttered, “Ya both need to know there are paths in these here woods. Whatever ya do, do NOT…”
As with every Summer contest, you can expect some sizzling summertime adventure, a little bit of romance, or suspense, or action…or maybe not! Ha ha ha!! You’ll soon find out!!
See who won the “guess the tater harvest weight” from last week, and get another chance at winning this week by guessing the weight of Mason’s Yard Long Bean harvest!
Please read the post and the rules, and view the pictures, before submitting your guess! 🙂
She patiently sifted clumps, making way for the tiny roots her carrots would put down as they sought ancient nutrients left there by their rotted brethren. But, what did she find?
As with every Spring contest, you can expect some beautiful flowers, warm breezes, and a little bit of romance, or suspense, or action…or maybe not! Ha ha ha!! You’ll soon find out!!!
