muddy – luna's on line

Photo Prompt © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

It was a project today.
“This could be good,” grinned one of the boys.
“We will need some leaves and stuff.”

“Handy that we are allowed to walk around the grounds…”
“… and maybe a little further too.”
As they looked at each other. And smiled.

“Come on, let’s go down to the small stream by the bridge.”

They didn’t find much though, certainly not leaves. Still they improvised.
“All this useful mud.”
“Perfect.”

So they plastered one of the pillars.
“This is definitely art, isn’t it.”
“It is.”
“Pity we can’t bring it home.”
“Oh well, such is life.”

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Thanks to Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers
Genre: Anecdote?
Word Count: 100

9 October 2026

The two boys had been wandering around that farm.
‘It’s very muddy, but we’ve got our wellies on.’
‘I wonder whether there’s anyone around?

Suddenly a big tractor started to rev up.
The two boys glanced over there, then waved. It seemed that whoever was driving hadn’t seen them.
‘Come on, we’ll run past that tractor.’
‘Oh yes, and look at that trailer.’

The two of them started to run across the sticky mud, while the tractor stopped.
An arm appeared from the cabin, and waved down to the two boys.
‘Want a lift?’ as a voice shouted to them.

The two of them grinned.
‘Hop in then,’ as the voice pointed to the trailer.
The two of them jumped into the trailer, as the driver started to drive that tractor.

And how lucky they were. They were given some free spuds as they were dropped off by the village.

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