November is gone. In its place the frenzy of the holidays arrived. Here are a couple of haiku from this week.
rosemary wreath hangs outside
welcomes our guests
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geese glide together
an orchestrated landing
vacated field filled
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Good morning, Jone. I can see the geese. I can smell the rosemary. I need to plan a runaway to Oregon soon. It’s been a year and a half since visiting. I miss being there.
Happy New Year,
I know you write stunning Haiku, welcome sharing with us,
1 to 3 or more are welcome.
Hope to see you in,
Ah, I can smell that rosemary. I love the photo in your header.
Nice Haiku. Love it.
holiday season sneaks up on us earlier and earlier
Lovely seasonal haiku.