Hump Day Kick Start – Woodsman Edition

Hump Day Kick Start – for your muse, a writing picture prompt, or just a visual treat.


For the ladies…

It’s January. Still flippin’ cold. In my neck of the woods, we went for over two weeks without seeing the sun. Being from Southeast Texas, that’s a long time. We’ve been graced with 3 whole days of clear skies, 3 whole days of worshiping the suns rays. But its not to last, so says the weatherman. *sigh* Better gather some tinder. This prompt might heat things up.

So who is our prompt today? Is he alone in the wilds, trying to forget the city life and woman he left behind? Did he just have the fight of his life with a grizzly bear? Could he be a criminal on the run, hiding out in the mountains until spring when he can make a run for the border? Maybe he just rescued the pretty lady dressed in red from a big bad wolf. Or maybe he is the big bad wolf! My…what big, um, hands, yeah, hands you have there.

What’s your take? Love to hear your comments!

8 Responses to Hump Day Kick Start – Woodsman Edition

  1. “Don’t let the leg warmers fool you, the are merely a token of appreciation from a Russian ballet troupe. All this wood I chop is for you alone.”


  2. jeff7salter says:

    Okay, somebody beat me to the observation about leg warmers.
    Hmm. Not much to say about Rudolpho (unless I could visit with his sister).
    “How much wood could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood?”

    Nah, nevermind.
    Here’s his story:
    Overalls soaked with sweat and hanging down nearly to his altogethers, Rudolpho finally decided to take a break… just as Katrina the milkmaid entered the barn.
    Katrina was a lovely lass, indeed, and Rudolpho had been monitoring her taught curvy form for the entire day he’d been working off his meals and board (in the barn) for tonight.
    In fact, he’d already calculated the precise time Katrina made her final visit to the barn to see that the hens had roosted properly… and he’d decided he’d be freshly showered and wearing his non-sweaty hat.
    Wouldn’t need any other clothes, would he?


  3. Marie says:

    Leopold stood back, taking a rest from chopping a cord of wood.
    “So that ‘s the way it’s going to be” he mused to himself.
    Princess Dara had been banished from the castle to the outerhouse and was escaping to the masked ball at Sir Henry’s nearby palace.
    Dara had defied her father and her stepmother had sent her away as punishment. The better to have less competition for her stepsisters.
    Dara had help getting ready for the ball when Leopold showed up, ax in hand ready to work for food and lodging.
    Dara dismissed him with her haughty green eyes and bold expression but Leopold had gazed upon her and decided he would have her.
    Oh, she would go to the ball alright.but when she returned he would be ready.
    Hours later, just after midnight, Dara returned , ruby slipper in hand and flew into the cabin. Tears were welling up in her eyes and Leopold took her in his arms and began to soothe her..
    Dara looked around the cabin where she spotted a table set for two and a fire sending warmth throughout the room.
    Dara dropped her slipper, wrapped her arms around Leopold and said, ” I hope you made my favorite dish. I’m starving.”

    Leopold and Dara were married a year later. Little Prince Darcy ran around the cabin and they all lived happily ever after.


  4. Marie says:

    Thanks, Jennifer!


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