Jenny’s prompt for Saturday Centus this week is, “The leaves crunched under my boots until they didn’t.” I love that sentence, Jenny.
Susie said, “put on your big girl panties” I needed my best friend to comfort, not chide me.
I stormed out of the house and stomped around in the leaves, mumbling curses under my breath.
Thinking I heard a noise, I stopped and heard the beautiful song of a bird. I looked down and saw crumbled pieces of leaves surrounded by colorful whole leaves. I had so mangled the leaves that they no longer crunched when I walked. The leaves crunched under my boots until they didn’t. In the silence of destroyed leaves, I heard the bird.
Susie was right. There was beauty everywhere outside the path of anger.
Thank you for reading my contribution to Saturday Centus. For links to other contributions, go to Jenny Matlock’s Off On My Tangent. laurie