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Dad sat glumly at breakfast. It was going to be another stinker of a day. Hot days were hard work on the farm. A year ago, on a day not unlike the one looming there had been a bushfire that wiped out a lot of the stock and ruined kilometres of fence line.
It had taken dad much of the year to rebuild the fences and re-stock the paddocks.
We did all we could to help, but we were kids and dad took much of the burden of work on his own shoulders.
Sunday’s, he slept in. He figured if he needed anything on Sundays it was pointless as the shops were closed, so he stayed in bed, ate a late breakfast and spent time with us kids. We liked Sundays.
Today he looked towards the east and wondered if we’d get away with it. There was no smoke on the horizon.
“We might be lucky,” he announced grabbing his hat and heading out the door.
Written for: https://flashfictionforaspiringwriters.wordpress.com/2017/06/19/fffaw-challenge-week-of-june-20-2017/
Morpethroad 
there is a optimism after an adversity or a setback. the kids loved Sunday most for being together as a family.
http://ideasolsi65.blogspot.in/2017/06/the-dark-night.html
Thank you so much.
Here’s hoping.
Thanks James
Aww, Sundays sound wonderful. And days like these Sundays are the days the children will probably remember most fondly.
Yes I think so too.
You illustrated so well the hardship of farming for some.
Thank you Michael appreciate you stopping by.
I hope they were Michael this is a story of harsh life.
It can be very much like that willow
I know life is very hard.Nature is even harder! 💜
Oh, I really want to know what happens next in your story! Great description, condensed into just a few words, to set the scene wonderfully.
– Carly
Thanks so much Carly.
Bushfires are dreadful things and I can well understand why farmers should dread them. We saw a few in the distance when we were in Australia in late October (still your spring, I believe, although it was very hot to us!) You’ve done a good job of showing the extra work such fires cause farmers, Michael, not to mention the cost. Sundays sound lovely and very special times for the family.
Thanks for stopping by Millie, as you’d know we get some savage bushfires down here and for the farmers it must be so devastating losing not only stock but fencing and equipment.