Haiku: Coming Up Roses

The various brambles and briars on the farm are the very epitome of resilience – and quiet anger. They seem to invite one to brush up, even if unintentionally, against a tendril so those long, sharp thorns can get a bite of flesh. They’re so adept at scratching me that I sometimes wonder if they’re actually moving when I’m not looking – getting closer, smirking, and then grabbing.

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Haiku: Pulchritudinous Peony

The peonies have begun to bloom. Their bright beauty, popping against the green backdrop, draws the eye. An overnight storm left the large, heavy blossoms slightly droopy from the pummeling rain, but their loveliness is irrepressible. These delicate flowers burst forth in showy glory, but don’t last long – a feast for the eyes while they’re here.

May you find some natural beauty this Friday.