Today’s the first of the month — seems like forever! — and I have a new Hot Flash on my Hot Flashes page. A Hot Flash is what I can my micro-mini stories of 50 words or fewer.
It’s also Thursday Doors, the brain child of Norm Frampton. Visit Norm’s page, view his wonderful photographs, and click on the blue frog link at the bottom of his Thursday Doors post. It will take you to a list of other Thursday Doors posts. Add your own and/or explore others.
Here are my doors this week,from a friend’s back yard. The doors are all open, so I guess this is Thursday Doorways, but whatever. The shed door is open because a stray cat had kittens in it and she needs to get in and out. Attempts are underway to tame her so she can be fixed. One of the kittens is a tortoiseshell. If it’s a male, I’ve got dibs. Yes, I know they’re rare, but SAGE.
ANYWAY, here are the doors:
A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: Write about a door or doors.
MA
Ian Cross
June 1, 2017 at 9:14amOnly one door? Am I missing something?
Marian Allen
June 1, 2017 at 1:10pmYou’re missing the birdhouses! ~grin~
Roy A. Ackerman, PhD, EA
June 1, 2017 at 2:02pmAn open doorway is always inviting!
Marian Allen
June 1, 2017 at 2:41pmEspecially when there are kittens inside. 🙂
Dan Antion
June 1, 2017 at 3:42pmI’m OK with just one door and for it to be open. I feel like I have to ask, did Tipper approve of your claiming dibs on a new kitty? I suspect we will hear from him at some point in the future.
Marian Allen
June 2, 2017 at 7:36amHe doesn’t know. The chances of a tortoiseshell being male is about one in 30,000, so I seriously doubt the question will ever come up. 🙂
Norm 2.0
June 1, 2017 at 5:50pmAn open door is still a door 😉
Hey! What, no pics of the kittens or are they just too young yet?
Marian Allen
June 2, 2017 at 7:40amThey’re feral, Norm, so I didn’t want to intrude on their safe place to get a picture, and the interior of the shed was too dark to take a picture from the brightness outside and crop in. We could catch glimpses of them now and then, but just an ear or a romping rump; nothing large enough or indentifiable enough — or motionless enough — to be worth trying to snap.
joey
June 1, 2017 at 7:41pmLIKE
As you know, I was a bit door poor today, so I enjoyed the stone and the scenery of yours. I refuse to write about a door today, but I will write about doors every Thursday until a time to be determined.
Marian Allen
June 2, 2017 at 7:41amYou refuse to write about a door? That sounds like a deliberate strike. I hope you haven’t been insulted or injured by a door today. Or, you know, any day. hugs!
joey
June 2, 2017 at 5:40pmI had no doors to write about. Now, I do 🙂
Vicky
June 4, 2017 at 4:50pmTee hee, you scraped into Thursday doors by the skin of your kitty-cat Marian Allen!
Marian Allen
June 5, 2017 at 8:00amHeh! I posted one measly door on Thursday, so Tipper decided to help me out. 😀