I can’t do this again, but Ma says the babe could come anytime. I pray for us both as I run my hand over the small white stone. I hope this one cries.
Photo:Published in 1903 Image:History of Iowa From the Earliest Times to the Beginning of the Twentieth Century Volume 1.djvu, which was by Benjamin F. Gue [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons
This weekend, we want you to give us a thirty-three response using the wordstone as one of your thirty-three words. You can use any definition of the word that you’d like, but we are specifically looking for serious, well-conceived entries. This isn’t the weekend for light-hearted posts about the difficulty of posting before the linkz close, and we are not looking for hilarious commentary about your cats (THIS time). We want something serious and deep from you guys this weekend, because the sun is starting to shine a bit more, and we think we can handle it now. Take your time with it and give us your very best work.