fern glen
we find the creek
by its song
early morning breathing spring after rain
early breakfast
with morning glories
the ticking clock
Under the Basho, 2014
Daily Haiku cycle 11, 2011
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Three beauties, Adelaide.
Thanks, Bill. I thought we were going to have spring, at last, but what happened? Ninety degrees yesterday on Mother's Day. I was one hot mother.
Adelaide
I agree, three beauties here.
J.
Hi Janet,
Thank you for commenting.
Adelaide
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