Who does it in the dark? Yesterday my other neighbor was blasting opera in her yard and her 95 year old mother was trying to sing it in French. High pitched Shrilling all afternoon. I’m glad I left work early to relax in my yard. Haa
I have never made the rise to enjoy opera–wish the guy had cut his lawn during that noise instead of at night–I am sure there is a bylaw that governs that–as
as they say–the best laid plans of mice and women who take a few hours off to relax…………
It’s all kind of comical, aggravating and oddly comforting. Life 🙂
I love this definition of life–so true!
you inspired my post today! come and read it
Yes, I agree. Breath in, breath out with gratitude. Thank you.
I think I may take some licence with my haiku–but I still like writing them– one formula is that a haiku is 17 stylables broken into three lines with 5,7,5 but that is only one way of doing it
There are haiku police out there–so you have to watch out for the purists–but from my reading it is quite a free form of writing poetry if you want it to be
I will no longer be accepting Awards.
I am honoured to be remembered, nominated and given awards but I will not partake in the Award "ceremonies".
Thank you to all who have given me awards in the past: you make my soul sing.