“Adventurous Tales from a Mountain Walk.”
This is my first outing as a budding writer of fact, fiction, downright lies, magic, historical and involving anything and anyone who may be considered old. Well, they do say write what you know best, and I am 63 going on 64.
All my characters and features have aged, but they still have a soul. You the reader will witness lives in a series of short stories that culminate into one finale on a mountain ridge in South America.
Features first:
• The sun and its relationship with a somewhat troublesome mountain range.
• The Old craggy trail versus the annoying new road. With its coat of shiny reflectors.
Now, the objects and animals:
• An Old people’s home, that every now and then had an excellent story to tell by one of its elderly patients.
• An abandoned Willy Jeep who was once in a theatre of war in the Philippines way back in 1945.
• A little sombrero, who befriends a strange man. Together they go to Auschwitz.
• A 100 peso coin who decides to bring luck to the same peculiar man.
• A not so impetuous old scorpion. Contented in the knowledge; he can take on the strange man’s outstretched finger.
• A lost Chilean bottle of wine bears witness to car theft.
• A kite who wishes to be a satellite.
• Gloria and Marta, two cows that decide flying is a safe option.
• The deceased cyclist. Mourned by an Olympian from the 1936 Berlin Games.
• A proud hummingbird a definite hit with the ladies.