by Lady Writer
NOTE IN A BOTTLE
Mom and Dad —
I’m sure you know how much I miss you both.
I think about you every time I think of rivers, streams, lakes or oceans. I think of you when
I see a fishing rod, a reel, or a creel of bait.
I’m going to put this note in a bottle and throw
it into the outgoing tide, in the place where
your ashes were mixed together and scattered
to the seven seas.
Kenia's challenge today for the online writers' group Imaginary Garden with Real Toads is to write a message to someone, then write it in chalk on the sidewalk or a wall, pin it to a tree, post it on a bulletin board, or e-mail it to someone.
I could have put it on our back sidewalk, but I couldn't find any chalk, and I'm sure I'd have been arrested putting it on someone else's wall, and our outside walls are stucco.
So, using my Mac's Pages program, I wrote it out in a nice casual script in dark purple on a pale yellow background, rather like cameo vellum notepaper, but I couldn't get it from there to my blog.
I crashed my iPhoto program three times trying to put it in there.
Finally, I e-mailed it from myself to myself, and copied it here (the font and background were wrong, but I got something else) and my late parents will know it is for them.