The Apple Tree Bees
Finding me. To be.33 total reviews
Comment from adewpearl
With me at that age it was the Bobbsey Twins and Freddy the Pig, not Nancy Drew :-)
I love your litany of illustrative examples
the days of my journey's - drop the apostrophe
Love all people - you're a better man than I, Gunga Din - there are plenty I don't come close to loving :-)
I love your poignant closing :-) Brooke
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With me at that age it was the Bobbsey Twins and Freddy the Pig, not Nancy Drew :-)
I love your litany of illustrative examples
the days of my journey's - drop the apostrophe
Love all people - you're a better man than I, Gunga Din - there are plenty I don't come close to loving :-)
I love your poignant closing :-) Brooke
Comment Written 10-Mar-2012
Comment from Rama Rao
A fine piece of creative writing. I am sure you'll find your place in the sun sooner than later. I even think you're close to it. Ride on the wind, float on the waves and reach for the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. Good luck.
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A fine piece of creative writing. I am sure you'll find your place in the sun sooner than later. I even think you're close to it. Ride on the wind, float on the waves and reach for the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. Good luck.
Comment Written 10-Mar-2012
Comment from Dave M
Susan,
This is an excellent account of how a young girl found a quiet place under the apple trees. I enjoyed reading this post and found nothing to criticize.
Dave
reply by the author on 10-Mar-2012
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Susan,
This is an excellent account of how a young girl found a quiet place under the apple trees. I enjoyed reading this post and found nothing to criticize.
Dave
Comment Written 10-Mar-2012
reply by the author on 10-Mar-2012
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Thank you Dave...I'm happy you enjoyed this one too! Thank you again! Happy Sunday! It's supposed to warm up! :o) Susan
Comment from Spitfire
I'm breathless with admiration for your writing technique and unique imagination --the way you brought the crows in, for example. You covered the bad along with the good--no sugar-coating. But when down, child who reads this will head for your legacy--peace beneath the apple tree. A virtual six, but then I'd give you one every time. Hugs, Shari
reply by the author on 10-Mar-2012
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I'm breathless with admiration for your writing technique and unique imagination --the way you brought the crows in, for example. You covered the bad along with the good--no sugar-coating. But when down, child who reads this will head for your legacy--peace beneath the apple tree. A virtual six, but then I'd give you one every time. Hugs, Shari
Comment Written 10-Mar-2012
reply by the author on 10-Mar-2012
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Hi Shari! Thank you! Just glad you enjoyed my time traveling! Sure wish I could go back...good old 20/20 hindsight. Oh well. I would have pursued my art and started writing YEARS ago! Lol! Too late now ... hugs and smiles! Susan
Comment from Rattler
Nice job very well written.
The only thing I noticed and it's just for information only.
The red fern grew between the two graves of his beloved redbone hounds.
Thanks for sharing your work.
reply by the author on 10-Mar-2012
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Nice job very well written.
The only thing I noticed and it's just for information only.
The red fern grew between the two graves of his beloved redbone hounds.
Thanks for sharing your work.
Comment Written 10-Mar-2012
reply by the author on 10-Mar-2012
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Hi there! Thanks! I replaced over with between. I appreciate the reminder!! That book is so good...I thought I could never forget one detail! But I did!! Thank you Rattler...hug, Susan
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Add a "s" to "grave" and your done.:)
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:o) I need to wake up! I had to add an s to hound too! I thank you again Rattler!! Glad you're a friendly one! :o)) S.
Comment from pattipac
Your 'Apple Tree Bees' is a wonderful response to this challenge. I liked how your took me back in years by listing classic books of my childhood. (Nancy Drew and Hardy Boy misteries, Old Yeller, Where the Red Fern Grows) I also like where you say the old crow is the protector of your child's soul. Just as your encourage him/her to once again seek the shelter and comfort of the old apple tree, and the happy memories of teaching kittens to climb to elevate the hurt in the child's heart; you soothe mine.
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Your 'Apple Tree Bees' is a wonderful response to this challenge. I liked how your took me back in years by listing classic books of my childhood. (Nancy Drew and Hardy Boy misteries, Old Yeller, Where the Red Fern Grows) I also like where you say the old crow is the protector of your child's soul. Just as your encourage him/her to once again seek the shelter and comfort of the old apple tree, and the happy memories of teaching kittens to climb to elevate the hurt in the child's heart; you soothe mine.
Comment Written 10-Mar-2012
Comment from Sasha
I enjoyed this immensely. You really hit the nail on the head with this one. So beautiful, heart warming and even got a tear or two in my eyes. Marvelous work with this one. I forgot to wish you all the best in this fun and interesting contest.
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I enjoyed this immensely. You really hit the nail on the head with this one. So beautiful, heart warming and even got a tear or two in my eyes. Marvelous work with this one. I forgot to wish you all the best in this fun and interesting contest.
Comment Written 10-Mar-2012
Comment from BethShelby
Beautiful story Susan. I realize how much like your childhood my own was. I read every one of the books you mentioned only my tree was a pine which I used to sit nestled in his branches. My heart was broken when hogs and chickens were slaughtered. At least, I met the right guy and married young without the heartbreak of some jerk wanting me only for sex, but I had my share of pain when my first child died. Her name was Susan.
reply by the author on 10-Mar-2012
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Beautiful story Susan. I realize how much like your childhood my own was. I read every one of the books you mentioned only my tree was a pine which I used to sit nestled in his branches. My heart was broken when hogs and chickens were slaughtered. At least, I met the right guy and married young without the heartbreak of some jerk wanting me only for sex, but I had my share of pain when my first child died. Her name was Susan.
Comment Written 10-Mar-2012
reply by the author on 10-Mar-2012
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Oh Beth! I am just so sorry about your daughter. I too lost a baby. Her name was Beverly Ann. In fact I am needing to buy a new marker for her little grave. I have let too many other things keep me away. You and I are a lot alike...I'm glad. Thank you Beth. I hope you enjoy the upcoming warmer days too...luv, Susan
Comment from JW
As your well written story talks about, I too, as a youth would get lost in my books - traveling to far away places and experience adventures otherwise not possible. How wonderful life can be between hardback and paperback covers.
Thanks.for sharing this. JW
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As your well written story talks about, I too, as a youth would get lost in my books - traveling to far away places and experience adventures otherwise not possible. How wonderful life can be between hardback and paperback covers.
Thanks.for sharing this. JW
Comment Written 10-Mar-2012
Comment from boberto
I used this artwork once for a poem I posted here. Yes, I too once traveled the world, battled pirates and explored exotic islands and never left whereever I could find a place to sit---which at times was difficult.
But, somehow I got books, Then, I got to travel and do battle----but somehow, it has never been the same. And, I was much happier with my literary friends.
Thanks, Suse for leaving a tear or two in an old man's eyes.
Rob
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I used this artwork once for a poem I posted here. Yes, I too once traveled the world, battled pirates and explored exotic islands and never left whereever I could find a place to sit---which at times was difficult.
But, somehow I got books, Then, I got to travel and do battle----but somehow, it has never been the same. And, I was much happier with my literary friends.
Thanks, Suse for leaving a tear or two in an old man's eyes.
Rob
Comment Written 10-Mar-2012
