Winnie Walters chopped and mixed her fruit salad for the neighborhood
Labor Day block party.
Even though she’d received the sign-up form late, no one claimed her specialty.
For the last fling of summer, everyone wanted Winnie’s salad. Her sweet elixir
brought to mind the magic of heady jasmine-scented June nights with dizzying
white blooms that made neighbors swarm her fruit like a hive of honey bees.
On the blustery Saturday afternoon when Winnie arrived at the party carrying
two heaping bowls, many cheered while others gaped.
One woman peeled two squirming elementary-aged kids from her side, held out an
empty plate, and pleaded, “Look at you: summer goddess. Dish me up some of your
inner peace to get me through until school starts.”
Winnie planted her feet in a wide stance, twirled a long-handled serving spoon,
let out a piercing yell, then filled the woman’s dish. “This is no goddess
headdress, but the helmet of a warrior—defender of fruit through Crone’s Summer
and Blackberry Winter.”
The woman savored the salad’s sweet flavor and sparkling magic, shared some
with her children, and after the meal the serene golden glow of Indian Summer
warmth blanketed the neighborhood.
Tea Leaf Tales is a series of original ten-sentence short stories by
Marsha A. Moore, relating to photos/scenes that resonate with her.
Even though she’d received the sign-up form late, no one claimed her specialty. For the last fling of summer, everyone wanted Winnie’s salad. Her sweet elixir brought to mind the magic of heady jasmine-scented June nights with dizzying white blooms that made neighbors swarm her fruit like a hive of honey bees.
On the blustery Saturday afternoon when Winnie arrived at the party carrying two heaping bowls, many cheered while others gaped.
One woman peeled two squirming elementary-aged kids from her side, held out an empty plate, and pleaded, “Look at you: summer goddess. Dish me up some of your inner peace to get me through until school starts.”
Winnie planted her feet in a wide stance, twirled a long-handled serving spoon, let out a piercing yell, then filled the woman’s dish. “This is no goddess headdress, but the helmet of a warrior—defender of fruit through Crone’s Summer and Blackberry Winter.”
The woman savored the salad’s sweet flavor and sparkling magic, shared some with her children, and after the meal the serene golden glow of Indian Summer warmth blanketed the neighborhood.
Tea Leaf Tales is a series of original ten-sentence short stories by Marsha A. Moore, relating to photos/scenes that resonate with her.
For years I've written somewhat regular installments in a
collection of fantasy flash fiction, my Tea Leaf Tales, which have been posted
here on my blog. These enormously popular, original ten-sentence short stories
relate to photos/scenes that resonate with me.
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