I found a new challenge, Stream of Consciousness Saturday. Challenges are great and I love them. This is super simple and requires no maintenance. Simply show up each week, read the prompt, and write the blog post. No pressure, right? We’ll see.
This challenge is sponsored, and created by Linda G. Hill. . The premise is simple, the complete (all eight of them) rules are here. This week’s prompt is: Door, to write about a door, not my own that was walked through.
This weekend I walked through several doors, all leading to a stock show, or animals. It is county junior livestock show time where I live. Students who have been caring for livestock all year come together and exhibit their animals for prizes.
This weekend, two of my grandchildren were following in their grandfather, and father’s footsteps. Our first grandson showed four pigs in his county and our only granddaughter showed sheep in her county.
They both showed yesterday, a rainy, cold, day. Lucky for them, and us watching, the show rings are indoors. They only had to deal with the rain and mud getting to the barn.
I arrived at the first show, where my grandson was showing. It took three doors to get where I needed to be. The first door led to the animal pens. The pigs grunting and making noises, the students talking, and the smell of shavings and pig told me, “wrong door.”
I moved on to the next door. At least this one led to the show ring, except the seating was across the building, on the other side of the show ring.
When I opened the third door, someone kindly directed me through the gates to the seating area.
I joined my daughter-in-law, and her mother, on the bleachers under the heater. They’d found the perfect spot to watch the show, and be warm.
When my grandson finished showing, I went back through the door and drove to watch my granddaughter.
Once through the door to the second show barn, I learned the show time had been moved. The judge, flying in from another state, had been stranded by the weather. Everyone waited for him to arrive.
By the end of the day I had been through several doors. They were doors of adventure, family, and competition.
Who knew there could be so much happening behind a door.
What doors have you gone through this week?
What was behind one of the doors?
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