In spite of an unusually warm delay, autumn arrived with a chilly bluster, and Mrs. Pomeroy quickly moved her non-hardy citrus trees indoors, away from the dropping nighttime temperatures.
However disappointed, Buttercup knew not to waste time bemoaning the absence of her beloved mandarins; she needed a viable energy source to get through winter. Minutes were precious.
Trotting across autumn’s crunchy, brown blanket, the doe nibbled upon some crisp oak leaves, unworried… Come spring, she’d be feasting in the Pomeroy orchard again.
This piece of flash fiction was written in response to:
- The Sunday Muse #229;
- Fandango’s One-Word Challenge: ‘spite’;
- Ragtag Daily Prompt Saturday: ‘citrus’;
- Word of the Day Challenge: ‘crunchy’;
- The Daily Spur: ‘delay’;
- Your Daily Word Prompt: ‘crisp’;
- Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #278
The Skeptic's Kaddish 🇮🇱 
Lovely imagery 🙂
💘 thank you! 💘
I crown you the KIng Juggler of Prompts! 👑 What more can I say?
💓🙏🏻 Dora 🙏🏻💓
Well written, David ✨
🤎🙏🏻 Navin 🙏🏻🤎
You are a wizard of multi prompting David! You are amazing!
❤️🙏🏻 Carrie 🙏🏻❤️
There is a huge grin on my face just now ~~ wonder why?
💛🙏🏻 Helen 🙏🏻💛
Nice job using all the prompts.
💚🙏🏻 Lauren 🙏🏻💚
I like Buttercup, a glass-half-full kind of doe!
❤ Keith ❤ ~ heheheheheh! indeed she is!
Well done, David.
❤ Bill ❤ ~ Thanks so much!