The old house was smaller than she remembered.
A city dweller now, she’d returned to view her inheritance and land but no…she wasn’t staying.
The deck looked as if it wouldn’t hold any weight, wood so brittle it may crumble beneath her touch.
She hesitated and in that instant an old familiar smell now filled each breath. She could almost taste that perfect blend of earth and bark, so fresh, teeming with life after autumn rains had soaked its foliage. She heard deer lock antlers nearby. True, the city choked. This was always, home. Maybe she could renovate and….

Shared with Jenny Matlock’s Saturday Centus  With 100 words describe the image using five senses: perception, hearing, sight, touch, smell, and taste.

Author: Daydreamer

I live on a beautiful island in Atlantic Canada.

7 thoughts on “Inheritance”

  1. Wow.

    This was a cool angle to write this challenge from.

    I really enjoyed the visuals you shared here…and the view from a city girls eyes!

    Very, very cool.

  2. I loved the phrase “she could almost taste that perfect blend of earth and bark” it was so lovely.

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