Kreative Kue 288

Kreative Kue 287 asked for submissions based on this photograph:


John W Howell is a multiple nominated and award-winning author who blogs at Fiction Favorites. Details of John’s books can be found on his Amazon author page

The Trip by John W. Howell © 2020

“So then I said to Harry. How about we play another eighteen?”

“I can imagine what he said.”

“Yeah, the old duffer said his legs couldn’t handle it. I even suggested a cart.”

“Well, getting older is not the best thing.”

“Listen to these two, Gladis.”

“I know. You would think they were in their teens.”

“I can tell you Frank comes home after a round of golf, and you would think he just completed a marathon.”

“Perry does the same. Moan and groan for hours.”

“I’m glad we decided to take this river trip. I don’t think I could bear the fallout from some golf resort stay.”

“Oh. I’m with you. These two need to learn their limits.”

“So, Perry. When we reach the town, you want to go out for a round?”

“Sounds good, Frank, but I didn’t bring my clubs.”

“We can rent some.”

“Okay, then. Count me in.”

“Well, Gladis. Looks like we will be on nursing duty again.”

“Not me. I’m going to the spa for a nice message.”

“Oh my, that sounds good.”

“Come with me.”

“Um, I’m not sure I can stand having a pair of wings touch me.”

“I hear the gander is a real looker.”



“I love geese, don’t you?”

“They are cute alright, and their small little wings drive me crazy.”

“Count me in.”

“Perry and I are going to do a round of golf in town. Will you girls be okay?”

“Sure, Frank. We’ll be just fine. In good wings, as they say.”

My effort was:

Keeping up

“Where are we going, Dad?”

“We’re following Mum. Now, keep up, will you?”


“What now?”

“Why are Jeannie and I not pretty like you and Mum?”

“You are pretty. Look at yourself in the water.”

“Yeah, but you and Mum are all white and clean-looking. Jeannie and I are … I don’t know – dirty-looking.”

“That’s just how it is, Johnny. Mum and I were like you when we were young’uns.”

“Were you?”

“We were. And we were smaller, too. Don’t worry, you’ll grow up to be big and strong and beautiful just like me.”

“And what about Jeannie? Will she be like Mum?”

“If she eats all her food properly and does all the other things we’ve been teaching you both. Yes, she will.”



“Are you older than Mum?”

“No. Mum was hatched the year before me.”

“So how come you’re bigger?”

“It’s called sexual dimorphism—”

“Are you talking dirty, Dad?”

“Of course not. Sexual dimorphism just means that the adult male and female look different. Sometimes they’re a different colour—”

“Like the Mallard family?”

“Exactly like them; and sometimes they’re different sizes, like us. Daddy mute swans are bigger than Mummy mute swans.”


“What’s with all the questions? Just paddle and keep up with Mum and Jeannie, will you?”

“But Dad?”


“Why are we called mute swans?”

“Because we don’t make as much noise as some of the others.”

“But we aren’t mute, are we? I’ve heard you and Mum calling to each other.”

“Compared with the Bewick’s and Whoopers we are – you can hear them coming from miles away.”

“Daddy, you’re so clever. You know everything, don’t you?”

“It might seem like that now, Johnny, but when you’re older you’ll realise there are a lot of things we don’t know.”

“Can I ask one more thing, Dad?”

“Just one, then we really need to catch up. What is it?”

“Are we a family? Is that the word for a group of us?”

“Some humans talk about a bevy of swans. That’s when there are a lot of us together. Some say herd, but I don’t like that. Wedge or gaggle are used when a lot of us are flying together. Whiteness is one of my favourites – it says nice things about us.”


“What now?”

“Why do some humans talk about a box of swans?”

“Beats me, Son. Paddle away!”


On to this week’s challenge: Using this photo as inspiration, write a short story, flash fiction, scene, poem; anything, really; even just a caption for the photograph. Either put it (or a link to it) in a comment or email it to me at before 6pm next Sunday (if you aren’t sure what the time is where I live, this link will tell you). If you post it on your own blog or site, a link to this page would be appreciated, but please do also mention it in a comment here.

Go on. You know you want to. Let your creativity and imagination soar. I shall display the entries next Monday.

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