99 word prompt : White flowers
December 21, 2017 prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) include white flowers in your story. This is a repeat prompt, but one that has an ability to be emotive. Humor, drama, irony — go wherever the white flowers lead.
If you want to participate, here’s the link: https://carrotranch.com/2017/12/21/dec-21-flash-fiction-contest/
I have a talent. The only plants that live in my yard are the ones I ignore.
There were these fuzzies with beautiful white flowers that sprouted on my lawn. I ignored them and they grew. Everywhere. Unfortunately, the common name for this weed is “stinging nettle.” They’re a great deterrent to burglars, barefoot children and potential husbands.
The latter is as hard to find as respectable plants growing in my yard. My last fiancé fell face first onto my field of white flowers and died from a fatal allergic reaction.
Perhaps I should try to ignore lilies instead?
Hee hee. (Oops… if this is not fiction, my hee hee is inappropriate)
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Let’s just say it is loosely based on an incident not quite that extreme. 🙂
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I loved the humor!
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Thanks. You must have a dry sense of sarcasm, too. 🙂
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I have to admit I too have a talent for plants thriving on neglect though stinging nettles I would draw the line at because I could see myself being a victim as I once was a small boy.
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I stepped on one when I was 19. It was the last time I ever went barefoot in the wilderness.
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I discovered doc weed and it cures the bite. Shame you have to be stung to appreciate it.
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Nice…
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Thanks. 🙂
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A lovely piece. The end gave me a giggle.
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Thanks. 🙂
I hoped people would see that stinging nettle can be humorous.
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LOL. You are a riot, you’re the only person/writer I know who could write a short and very funny story about Stinging Nettle.
While I’m here, I want to say have a lovely Christmas and very happy New Year! Plus, congratulations because I believe that soon your crazy wild (over)work schedule will be finished.
Amanda 🙂
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Have a heartfelt Christmas with your family & a new year filled with success!
I’m a few weeks away from near normalcy at work. You know that writers will never be normal. 🙂
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Thanks.
🎄🤗
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Do love sarcasm – your humorous approach to this prompt is terrific!
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Thanks. 🙂
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Ha, ha! Wickedly funny! I’m actually a fan of growing natural lawns and stinging nettle makes a great iron-rich tea. 🙂
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I’ve heard it has medicinal uses, I just wouldn’t want to be tasked with harvesting the crop. 🙂
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That would be a terrible crop to harvest
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Ha ha ha ha. So utterly wicked….just perfect for a Christmas read! Merry Christmas!
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Have a good one!
Mine will be spent talking to my editor and then playing scrabble. There’s no better Christmas than that — except perhaps a Christmas where my family is together and we’re having dinner in a restaurant…after I’ve spoken with my editor and played scrabble. 🙂
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Lovely dry humour and I love the last line. I see you are anticipating more deaths. At least with the lilies you have your funeral flowers in readiness.
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That seems to be what most people associate with death.
I use yellow highlighting at work — not because I like it but because it is expedient. In large, bright, quantities, I hate that color. I’ve told husbands of the past that if they wanted a divorce, all they had to do was send me a dozen yellow roses. 🙂
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LOL. I love white funeral lillies. I had no idea that they were associated with death when I first bought them for a vase. Knowing it hasn’t stopped me. Did any of your husbands past buy yellow flowers for you?
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Not a single one. Better to be the leaver than the leavee.
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Absolutely. It certainly leaves you with less to resolve. Perhaps it was you that handed out the yellow flowers.
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No. All they received was a Sayonara and, when applicable, divorce papers. 🙂
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🙂 I can only hope the last fiance’s fall was an accident and not by design!
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It was a fictional accident — the best kind. 🙂
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