cutting brush—
over the Russian sage
bees power-up
lilacs
spilling over the fence
the neighbor's anger
freshly plowed field
purple wildflowers
outside the fence
Haiku Lines
Bottle Rockets
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Haha, I can relate to all of these! Good job, Adelaide.
Thanks, Sandy.
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