Happiness. It's relative.
To the lighthouse was long and dusty, a bear and her cubs rumbled across the road; then woods gave way to the blueness of Lake Superior and the grace of waves on rocks.
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Written in response to a Trifecta Writing Challenge to use the 3rd definition of the word ‘grace’ in a piece from 33 to 333 words long. Grace (3rd def.): a charming or attractive trait or characteristic; a pleasing appearance or effect; ease and suppleness of movement or bearing.
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The grace of the waves fits the definition(s) so well!
Thanks — I love the Trifecta challenges.
Love the grace of waves on rocks. This makes me want to close my eyes and hear it 🙂
Yes – wish I was there right now!
This cries “nature” and that’s all right with me. It makes me want to go on a hike. Lovely work.
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Such a perfect little scene.
Thanks Draug419. 🙂
Uniquely and nicely done :)) Your piece has a ‘lilt’ to it which complements the connection to the water..
Thanks, Jo-Anne. That’s what I was trying for. It was such a gorgeous day.