Flicker

Last year, I bought a lantern for our cabin and filled the batteries for storm season. My child played with it in the “woods” of her darkened bedroom.

Last week, power flickered. I flipped the lantern switch. The batteries may have died, but we never lost the light.

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14 thoughts on “Flicker

  1. I love the image of the child playing in the “woods” of her darkened bedroom

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    1. I was scrolling down to say this exact same thing but you beat me to it!

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      1. Thank you for commenting, Stacie ❤️ glad you liked it!

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    2. Same as Stacie – you beat us to it.

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      1. Thanks for reading and commenting ❤️

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      2. That’s because I live in the future, time-zone wise 🙂

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    3. Thanks for reading and commenting, Hema ❤️

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  2. This is beautiful, Danielle!

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  3. I love the image of the child playing “in the woods” in her bedroom!

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  4. I don’t know if it was intentional, but the way “we never lost the light” is on its own line is poetic.

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    1. It was. I wanted it to have a double meaning. Not sure if it came through, but thank you for the nice comment =)

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