
“It’s not a weed.” She carefully watered it with an old fashioned watering can because the hose wouldn’t reach.
“It’s growing in the middle of the alley. Of course it’s a weed.”
“But it’s a sunflower. How could a sunflower be a weed?”
“Anything growing in the middle of where I want to drive is a weed.”
“It’s not a weed. It’s a volunteer. Quit running it down.”


The challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to write a story in exactly 55 words. Flash Fiction 55 is hosted by the G-man, a host with the most.























many of us must be weeds then since we live outside of the lines…
nice Alice hope all is well
I’ve always wondered how anything pretty could be a weed. I would welcome sunflowers and dandelions in my yard.
you know, even weeds can have beauty…i like dandelions too…
Volunteer is the word.
Within the conundrum lies the inspiration.
Loved your 55 Alice Audrey
Thanks for playing, and have a Kick Ass Week-End
it’s not a weed. it’s not a weed.
Love it ! Great 55- you never know where beauty will grow!
thanks.
“A weed is a flower out of place.” ~Jim Thompson
Love the top close-up pic.
And I hope it still stands!
Gotta watch those rogue flowers!
Gotta love those hardy volunteers. They can add so much to a garden….or a driveway.
wow,
how insightful,
sunflower changes its role when it is in a wrong location.
beautiful 55.
Awww can’t call such a thing of beauty a weed. Sunflowers always make me smile.
Great 55~!
Too right! A weed is just a plant growing in the wrong place.
‘Geographical’ is when you move somewhere to get a fresh start- or move onto a new project in my brothers case, to be continually distracted and amused- Thanks for visiting!
I love volunteers!