Happy Mother’s Day to all who care for children. When I chose this photo as today’s prompt, it was not with Mother’s Day in mind; however, I believe it is perfect for the occasion.
Sunday Photo Fiction is a weekly challenge to write a 200-word story based on a photo prompt. Thanks to C.E. Ayr for providing this week’s challenging photo.
Nate tenderly watched Anna as she dozed in the chair by the open window. A slight breeze rippled the curtains, granting relief from the heat of the Kenyan sun. Sensing she was being watched, Anna opened her eyes and smiled in love at the man looking down on her.
“I didn’t want to wake you, but there is something I want you to see. Grab your camera.”
They drove several miles to a large watering hole. There, a herd of elephants gathered to cool themselves from the heat. Nate pointed toward a female they called Kakena, meaning happy one.
Anna eyes followed Nate’s direction. Seconds later, she noticed a young calf, hidden between Kakena’s massive legs.
“She must have delivered during the night,” said Nate. “Looks like we have a healthy girl!”
“Isn’t it a little early to know if it is a boy or girl?” teased Anna.
“Just a feeling,”he said. “What should we call her?”
Anna took her husband’s hand and placed it on her pregnant belly. Soon Anna would give birth to their own child. She smiled in love for the man beside her.
“Are you asking about the elephant, or your daughter?”
This was just a little too serendipitous to not share. A hand-made bookmark from my talented daughter for Mother’s day:
11 thoughts on “Motherhood (Sunday Photo Fiction)”
Sweet tale, a Hemingway feel to the African safari, nicely done Susan.
Thank You Iain
Kakena would be a good name.
Its a beautiful name.
A delightful tale, fitting too.
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Thanks Keith. I am glad you liked it
An enchanting story, just lovely! 🙂
I am not sure why, but I saw the human couple, as being the very last people alive, almost like Adam and Eve, that is until I realised they where expecting child
It wasn’t my intent but there is nothing that i remember to say they weren’t the last. Which would make their child that much more special, i think. Thanks for reading and commenting Mike.
New arrivals all around… 🙂
And talent must run in the family 😉