Thanks Dawn M Miller for the lovely photo prompt.
Amisha preferred to be alone in the company of Nature. Her ornithology interests were
pampered in the environs. She ventured out into the concrete jungle to buy essentials.
The few visitors to the sprawling but spartan cottage on the periphery of woods were
discombobulated to notice the trio of porcelain set of cup-saucers stuck upright on
wooden palisades with a respectable distance from each other. But knowing her penchant
for being an outlier, they expected a departure from the usual.
She filled the empty space with grains and the other with water to attract the avian
species despite knowing that the deep woods treasured berries and water bodies. From
the portico, her keen eyes would feast on the different species of feathered friends that
satiated from the tea-cups. Her brushed replicated the chirping shapes and colours on
Did Nature have an agenda to make better use of the empty space or will it serve no
purpose other than being a mere exhibit piece? Time would decide and patience was her
The feeble melody of the inmate of the nest occupying the empty porcelain filled her
vacant nest of her heart. The feeling would be ephemeral, she realized.
Written for : Sunday Photo Fiction
word count : 200
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