~ A short story by Richard ~
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Soaring through the setting sky, Mr. Eagle has come a long way from home.
He perches on a solitary brass branch for a little rest.
The handsome chap peers upon Amsterdam, observing the bustling traffic of the town.
Ah, a lovely lady of black hair in a coif and a summer dress caught his attention.
She was beckoning him into her home for a little fruit punch!
Gentlemen as he is, Mr. Eagle accepted Ms. Havisham’s invitation.
With his sharp appearance, it is no doubt Ms. Havisham’s guests were in awe.
*SNAP!* a photo was taken to capture the distinguished Mr. Eagle …
Gentlemen as he is, he gave another poised stature… *SNAP*!
The photographer exclaimed, ‘I have just the perfect gold frames for Mr. Eagle!’
Everyone gave a little laugh and with everyone’s insistence,
Mr. Eagle happily agreed to stay for dinner.
As he was being ushered into the dining room, he espied upon a
beautiful mustard floral wall plate…
… a mesmerizing powder blue vintage wedgwood china vase…
… a striking yellow vintage Bitossi porcelain ashtray …
… and a lovely vintage set of Sleepy Hollow canisters.
Mr. Eagle was enchanted by the hostess’ tasteful collection.
He had to ask her, ”Delightful Ms. Havisham,
you do indeed have great eye for beautiful objects that truly personalize your home. Pray tell, where can I also acquire such wonderful pieces such as yours?”
Ms. Havisham smiled exuberantly and replied, “Why, all from Etsy of course!”
“Ah!” exclaimed Mr. Eagle, “Pardon me my dear hostess, I beg to leave now.
Good night my delightful new acquaintances, but Etsy beckons me!”
And off Mr. Eagle took flight into the shimmering moonlit sky for Etsy,
and with a slight turn, he catches sight of the waving hands of his newfound friends.
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Shops featured in this short story
The House Of Oliver
MeshuMash
A Piece of Mine
Retro Babs
Rhett Didn’t Give A Damn
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