Friday Fictioneers : The rootless flower

 

PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot

PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot


 

The pavement below the apartment window was black with ice, the sill domed with half an inch of snow from the last fall. Just the sight of it made Rima draw back from the glass.

Her fingers trailed to the orchid plant, a gift from Stacey, the kind landlady with hair the colour of orange juice.

The plant’s waxy petals and stiff green leaves seemed to speak to her. She and it were both foreign, rootless, transplanted from far away to the chill, hard bustle of the city.

But the orchid was still beautiful – still flowering. Perhaps she could too.

 


Written for Rochelle Wisoff-Field’s Friday Fictioneers. See the pic and write a tale and visit here to read the other stories and to leave one of your own,

47 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers : The rootless flower

    1. It’s very disorientating, being in a place that’s os different from your home. I only have a small experience with it – Cairo airport at midnight, the bustle, the language, the dust, the smells – it throws you. I guess if you’re a seasoned traveller it’s easier, but it’s a shock alright. Thanks Bjorn

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  1. Nice way to draw the contrast between the summery-seeming bloom and the snow on the sill. And I think most of us can relate to feeling out of our element and not quite rooted yet. At least there’s hope!

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    1. Thanks Jane. I was thinking of the current refugee crises, of displaced people and how unsettling it must be to be somewhere so alien to what you know. Thank you 🙂

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  2. Dear Lynn,

    I know it’s been said, but you nailed the landlady with the “hair the colour of orange juice.” Beautifully constructed and I love that it ended on a hopeful note. Well done.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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    1. Thank you so much, Michael, you’re very kind and I’m so glad it worked for you. I just imagined the human eqivalent of that hothouse flower surviving the cold. Thanks so much 🙂

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