She looked with pride towards the ridge that defined her land on the east. Wiping the grime from her gloves, she thought "My only gripe is those wild grape vines! They really grate on my nerves. I shed great tears when I think of how much work I've put into controlling them!" But she felt happy when she noticed the aster at her feet and the hawk on alert by the alder. "I'll cut grape vines later" she thought, stopping to appreciate the natural beauty all around.

Great literature it ain't but I just used a stretch of 12 of the Five Letter Word Game words in that. Anyone else care to try? A different kind of game

Enjoyed it , but a writer I am not.

I haven't been playing the word games, but I'm aware of them. That was well done, Sally. Flowed and made sense without sounding contorted 👍

sallyg said: Great literature it ain't...

Good job, Sally! It's better than some of the published YA Fiction that I've read!

The intense rivalry between the Yeast Yahoos and Birmingham Beast ended Saturday. Both the winning and losing teams shed tears after the dramatic overtime ending of the game.

A cheer went up from the back seat.
" We're about to reach the beach!"
"Sure are!" said Mom. "And we'll have a batch of steamed crabs, as soon as we catch enough!"