Another installment of Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle. 100 words or so based on the image below. Come join us!
The Middle Years
Once she’d found the final perfectly smoothed stone, and had placed it onto the narrow cypress board, Irene stepped back a bit. She liked the way the stones blended with, yet protected, the delicate shells.
“It’s an omen,” she told Hugh as she leaned the collection against a rustic figure she’d constructed earlier.
“Good or bad?” Hugh asked.
“I don’t know. Makes a good color scheme for the bathroom remodel though. Don’t you think?”
Irene smiled. “Of course!”
The next morning, Hugh and Irene went blueberry picking. At mid-day they lay down, near the stream, to dream again.
photo prompt © Douglas M. MacIlroy