Manic Mondays 3 Way Prompt: Departing

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With summer quickly coming to a close, shores and beaches deserted for classrooms and milder breezes hinting at things to come, I thought we’d tip our hats to summers fading.

Welcome to Manic Mondays 3 way prompt  9/03/18.  A word, A picture, A song. I post 3 prompts each monday.  Pick 1, a combination or all 3!  
Write a post using any or all prompts. It can be prose, poetry, fiction, non-fiction or drawing, painting….the only limitation is your own imagination! Go wild! 
Once you are done, create a pingback to this post THEN come back here and  leave a link to your post in the comments so everyone can enjoy see your entry.
And be sure to read the posts of other bloggers who respond to this prompt. You will be amazed at their brilliant creativity!
Happy Blogging!

Without further adieu, our word prompt is:  Departing

Our Song: The Boys Of Summer – Don Henley.   (One of my all time favorites)

Please stop by and check out last weeks contributions to MM3W, Jouney

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Havin’ A Ball

Kat
Journey

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Come Away With Me

thedarknetizen
clash3

onewomansquestII
Removing The Blindfolds: lifes Journey

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25 comments

    • *sigh* you brought my back in time to where a couple of Swallows decided to build a nest at the entry to my home. At first, my husband thought it a bad idea, for them, for us and hosed the nest down but they built it again exactly as the first so he conceded, permitting them to stay. All the glass in the front entry permitted me an undisturbed view of their daily life and they content with me, shared it. ( my husband says its because I’m Cinderella) I watched them lay their eggs, fiercely protect them, the hatching, chirping babies that soon took to wing. I was sad at the seasons end when they left and wondered to where they went and I waited…. for they would return year by year. I dont know how they came to me but they’ll always return to where they last bred or were born so I’d always have my summer loves return.

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