PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot
Fifty years ago, Winston was one of the first residents in the high rises built near the old temple. Winston’s wife had died that year and his children insisted he move to their big city to be near them. Pulling up lifelong roots, he moved.
He was a stranger there. He saw the hive of activity around the temple from his window. One Sunday he joined it.
Winston bought a sapling cherry tree and planted it on the front terrace, in memoriam of his dear Martha. Winston passed twenty years ago. The tree blooms every Spring.
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Very life like.
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Sweet :-)
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Thank you, Iain.
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He pulled up roots then planted more. Simply delightful.
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:) Thank you very much, Keith, yes he did.
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Nice story, the tree a nice touch.
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Thanks, Ted.
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Nice story
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Thank you, Namy.
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Sweet take on the prompt
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Thank you, J.
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Very nice.
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Thank you, Lael :)
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Dear Jade,
Lovely and poignant take on the prompt.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Thank you, Rochelle :)
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Enjoyed your story- short and sweet!
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Thanks Hans! I liked the way it turned out.
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So simple, lovely story.
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Thank you, Indira
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I’m glad he got involved in his new community.
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Especially since his kids insisted he move to their city, then never visited him!
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Superb, Jade! A lovely story, and the tree as a memorial long after Winston was gone. I love this one.
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:) I’m very happy you connected with the story, I like it also.
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Lovely and positive, life changes but goes on with the tree as symbol.
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Thank you :)
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Lovely, Jade. Slowly becoming part of a new community is not always easy
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Thank you, Dale. He was blessed to be welcomed in by the congregation and the rest fell into place for him. He even got his children to begin attending services with him :)
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A beautiful story. How one good deed is bearing flower year after year.
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Thank you :)
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A lovely story, Jade. I love to see people plant trees. :) — Suzanne
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Thank you, Patricia. I love to plant trees and love seeing new trees planted.
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I thought Winston was going to be miserable in his new environment, but it turned out well. He didn’t remain an outsider, watching life go on around him. He joined in. He had courage. Well told.
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Thank you, Margaret.
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He left behind a happy reminder, sweet story.
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Thank you.
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