It’s warm as I lay on my-blanket staring up at the sky. The bright sun sparkles on the crystal blue waters. It’s peaceful; a calm sensation fills me.

A man is painting at a peak on a hill under a towering palm tree.

In the distance, sailboats skim the water.

Flamingos settle by the water’s edge scooping-fish. They resemble gentlemen wearing pink tuxedo shirts with spotted yellow bowties.

As the skies change from sunny yellow, reddish pink, and orange, a gray shadow sweeps over the water.

The man picks up another canvas, ready to create the ominous sky. 

2021©Isadora DeLaVega

Genre: Flash Fiction 

Word Count: 100 words

Photo Prompt:©C.E.Ayers

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