Smelling The Roses – Friday Fictioneer Flash Fiction

I pledgeLast week I was very bad with commenting, very, very, bad. I barely managed to reciprocate the comments of the kind people who visited my story. I blame work and other distractions. Sorry.

But, we’ve arrived in another week, another prompt for the Friday Fictioneers, graciously provided by our Fairy Blog Mother Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.

The task is to write a story: beginning, middle, and end, in 100 words or less. You can find all the Fictioneers’ stories when you click on the Froggy. Please read, comment, and if you like, join the fun. Everyone is welcome.

Smelling The Roses

“Stop! Don’t unravel that one.”

Mira looked up in surprise. “Why not? It’s pure cotton, a very fine weight.”

“It’s hand-crocheted lace. Beautiful work, too. Look at the tiny stars and roses.” The old woman took the piece of lace and spread it out lovingly.

Mira shook her head. “But Gwen, we need the cotton. The salvaged clothes won’t last forever. There were moths in one of the crates…”

“We’ll manage. We always do.”

“But it’s useless!”

“No. There’s more to being human than hard work and survival. We must relearn how to smell the roses. We’ll keep the lace.”

(100 words) My grandmother made beautiful crocheted lace. The curtain isn’t crochet lace, but it immediately reminded me of Oma’s work.



Featured image ©Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Used with permission for this Friday Fictioneer Challenge only. Any other use of this image requires Rochelle’s permission.


50 thoughts on “Smelling The Roses – Friday Fictioneer Flash Fiction

    1. My grandmother was a master at that. When she couldn’t handle the fine yarn any longer, she made afghans. I’m glad you like it, thank you Sandra.


    1. My parents and grandparents, hard-working farmers, didn’t say it in so many words, but they did appreciate well-made beautiful things. Oma just couldn’t sit and be idle. I’m glad you like, thank you.


          1. I often think about how people would manage if they lost most of their technology but could maintain some of the knowledge. There’s a lot of fibre around that can be used, but that must be grown, collected, and processed first. Re-using stuff that’s already there might be easier at first. I’m glad you like the idea of not destroying the art. Thank you.

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    1. I think beautiful things, and also traditions, can change hard work from being bone-crushing to something positive, motivating. Thank you!


    1. How nice to see you back, Alicia. 🙂 I’m glad you like it. I also loved to watch my grandmother. Thank you.


  1. What a beautiful, gentle story with a nice lead into it, and a good message at the end of it! The dialogue was perfect, and the sense of completeness at the end was just right.

    I agree with the old woman. Life isn’t all about work. It’s about art and beauty, too. Otherwise, what’s the point?!

    (I, too, was very, very bad with commenting last week. Too much was going on here, all good, but hectic.)

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    1. Thank you for the great feedback! I agree, what’s the point of all the drudgery otherwise. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, but the concept of it is important.
      I’m glad your hectic things are all good. I think it’s better to step back from the blog a bit instead of getting burned out and then quitting all together.


  2. This is such a good story I wanted to ‘like’ it twice. I just love the notion behind it – even when times are desperate, we have to hold on to the things that make us human – art, beauty, symbolic things that connect us with one another. Fantastic.

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    1. Thank you! I hope so too. Maybe it gets fashionable again. Knitting and crocheting in general go on and off, so maybe making lace comes back too.


    1. Thank you! I kept Oma’s lace too. I tried to do crochetwork like that, but the patience you need for that is not something I have. 🙂

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