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Weekend Writing Prompt #154 – Fabric

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A word prompt to get your creativity flowing this weekend. How you use the prompt is up to you. Write a piece of flash fiction, a poem, a chapter for your novel…anything you like. Or take the challenge below – there are no prizes – it’s not a competition but rather a fun writing exercise. If you want to share what you come up with, please leave a link to it in the comments.  Thank you, Sammi for this great challenge!

 

April is a Fickle Month

 

Spring! Oh, beautiful Spring! You are here at last!

Flora is coming to life

Birds are singing and squirrels are frolicking

 

 

This April day filled with sunshine and blue skies

Fools us into thinking warm days are here

 

“En avril ne te découvre pas d’un fil”

goes the French proverb

Which means, literally

In April, do not remove a thread (of clothing)

 

 

Much as we wish to divest ourselves

of our many layers

Replace woollen fabrics with cotton

Heavy coats with light sweaters

 

We should beware

“Le fond de l’air est frais”

Translated literally as

“The bottom of the air is cool”

 

 

What? That makes no sense!

But it does.

That initial warmth you feel

Has a bite to it that sneaks in

 

Reminding you, April is a fickle month

 

 

 

102 thoughts on “Weekend Writing Prompt #154 – Fabric”

  2. Like how you’ve ordered those photos. And I’ll match your French saying with an English one (possibly Norfolk, for it includes a dialect word). Cast ne’er a clout till May be out. Clout is a cloth. May is thought to refer to May blossom (hawthorn) which traditionally blossoms in May, but over recent years has been showing itself in mid-April.

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  3. OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH … fickle fabric of a month! That explains EVERYTHING … 😉 Does it mean that in a few days we can run along to frolic in the sun? 😀
    Well done, you!
    (Na’ama the Llama … ;))

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  4. Dear Dale,

    April is a fickle month indeed. The French proverb made perfect sense…once you translated it, of course. 😉 Montreal isn’t much different than Missouri, it seems. One of our hackneyed expressions is, “if you don’t like the weather, wait a minute.” Love your verses and your photos. You have a gift for both.

    Shalom and lotsa constant hugs,

    Rochelle

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    • Dear Rochelle,

      It is a fickle month indeed. And yes, Missouri does sound like Montreal. We have that expression, too!
      And I thank you. So very glad you enjoyed both!

      Shalom and lotsa Springtime Love,

      Dale

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  7. The bottom of the air is cool makes a lot of sense to me… I think I feel that in my bones. I don’t trust the weather until May 2-4, and sometimes not even then. But there are hyacinths blooming on the front lawn and you can smell them from an acceptable social distance away, which I think it awesome. We’re almost there, Dale. Spring brings hope; I’m hoping for spring.

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    • It’s a funny little expression we use here in Quebec (I even found a song by a Jacques Dutronc – a Frenchman https://youtu.be/xOmLAZHtI-8 ). It makes sense, doesn’t it? And now you have made me miss my lilacs from my old house(s)… Spring is here and the warmth will come for realz soon enough!
      Now… back to reading your piece 😉

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  13. Great take on the prompt, and so timely! Yes, I am experiencing the fickle temperatures of April down here in southern CA. One day it’s finally warm enough to open the windows in the afternoon. Two days later it’s 95 outside! Two mornings later it’s so chilly that I have to wear a jacket on my walk. Layers, layers, layers!

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  16. Q,

    How beautifully constructed this is, and how true about April. Whereas March goes in like a lion and comes out like a lamb (in most places, anyway), April is thirty days worth of who knows what going to what knows where. And you well know that April lies to us, so prettily sometimes. But alas, beneath that pretty smile is hidden the what knows where that usually ends up biting us. Like, it kinda did to me today on an otherwise fantastic run.

    The bottom of the air is cool . . . .

    I dig that. I dig that very much.

    B

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    • B,

      Aww shucks. Thank you, darlin’! And yes, April is a persnickety one, isn’t she? She does that. She shines bright, brings forth the blooms and then send you an ice cube down your back. Today it was not a bottom of the air cool, it was a chill in the air – as we know, not the same thing.

      I’m ever so glad you dig. You dig very much.

      Q

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      • You’re right, there is so much per to its snickety.

        And the old bloom in the front, ice down the back trick . . . that one is sooooooo April!

        No, not the same thing at all. We had a chilly day going here with winds that were unpredictable. I hate that. I mean, either slap me upside the head or leave me be. But don’t have me running along and then just jump out, yanno?

        I dig muchly. 🙂

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        • Dontcha just love that 😉

          I know, right? Such a trickster!

          We had the same thing here. I went out for my walk/run and turned it into a walk. Way too windy. I call that a slap upside the head. I feel ya. Not cool. So not cool to jump out!

          So glad you do 😉

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  19. Great!!!
    The French proverbs with translations are very cool, like April.
    April always makes think of a glass of water and ice. When you blow warm breath down on it, it comes back up very cold!
    Swell shots, Thunder!

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