PHOTO PROMPT © Sandra Crook
Each time she saw the cliff looming over the shore, she though of a loaf of bread rising in the oven.
Of course, bread was not covered in a crinkly blanket of green. Still, the image warmed her heart with its sense of home. For nearly 21 years, she had opened her eyes to that cliff. It was like a faithful old friend, steadfast, reliable, unchanging–until the earthquake that destroyed everything.
All that was left now was devastation.
She wondered where she would ever find home again.
Just Writing! 
A blink of an eye in earth’s time. But so much change!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Yes, a blink of time, but the destruction of lots of lives. Thanks, Neil.
LikeLiked by 1 person
At Lyme Regis a vast section of coast collapsed into the sea, it is or was a beautiful place to walk, your story brought back to me, many happy times walking there.
LikeLiked by 1 person
You know, the earth has been having cataclysmic changes for ages, yet nothing seems as cataclysmic as the one that touches our own lives.
LikeLiked by 1 person
You led me on a warm and homely started to your story and left me devastated at the end.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Yes, it is a sad ending. I hope I didn’t ruin your whole day 🙂 I don’t know why the photo triggered such a sad tale for me–I immediately thought of the hundreds of thousands of people whose lives have been touched by natural disaster.
LikeLiked by 1 person
A lovely story, Linda.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Dear Linda,
It does look like a loaf of bread. Touching story. Happy Thanksgiving.
Shalom,
Rochelle
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks, Rochelle. Happy Thanksgiving to you 🙂
LikeLike
A touching story of an ever-changing world. Oh, how we wish time could stand still sometimes!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Yes. Or maybe go backwards just for a little bit 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
Oh what a sad ending but it is happening more and more these days
LikeLiked by 1 person
A sad ending to a story that started out so well.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Now that you say, it does look like a loaf of bread!
LikeLiked by 1 person
How devastating to lose such a gentle giant 😦
LikeLiked by 1 person
i suppose nothing is certain in this life except death and taxes. 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
Love the analogy.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks, Danny.
LikeLike
My first thought at seeing the yellowish hue of the cliff face was a Homer Simpson-esque, “Mmm… Cornbread.”
Too often we overlook and underestimate the power of nature. We are, however, a resilient species. We move on and rebuild. She’ll find somewhere new, and it will be home soon enough.
LikeLiked by 1 person
True. We usually do find some way to move forward, but it can seem daunting!
LikeLiked by 1 person
I do love the description like a loaf of bread. A sad story though. Well done
LikeLiked by 1 person
I think this looks like cornbread with pesto covering it. This post tells me that life throws unexpected curve balls at us, and how would I respond?
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks, Kurt, I like your imagination :). And yes, none of us are immune to life’s curve balls.
LikeLike