morning sky pouring
“No walk?” Henrietta asks
find your stuffed rabbit
Writing haiku is playful.
The 5-7-5 syllable constraint is a fun little puzzle.
Yesterday I was part of a prompt call that challenged me to think about my attitude as a skill.
Instead of lemons, this morning’s reality is raindrops.
We can’t stop the rain, but we can run around the open floorplan — an invigorating stuffed rabbit chase.
Catch us if you can!
On such days for Izzie and me, I don my raincoat and out we go! After we return, Izzie loves the towel dry part, snugging against me as I towel her off.
That works for me, too. Plodding across the hardwood floor wet prompts mop duty. And no snugs…