Daffodils: Tonight’s Haiku

the daffodils’ gaze
dancing on the near-spring breeze
while the jays chatter

The Past, The Future, Focus

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Met a really cool guy today. A former Navy nuclear power program sailor, just like me. Though he is quite a bit younger. 

Swapped stories of our respective experiences, which I enjoyed. Yet I often worry in those moments that I’ll become like the subject of Bruce Springsteen’s “Glory Days”, a relic, trapped in the past. Grave fate, for me, at least. 

A bowl of pho

A warm bowl of pho
the beauty of pho spicy chicken broth heaven healing my body 

March 6, 2020

out into the night
a beacon on my sidewalk
crisp air reminders

A Worn RV

Weathered and worn RV in my local shopping center parking lot

so many miles
weathered and worn by life
a cold biting wind

A Rainy Day Haiku

rain induced darkness

overhead clouds bring dampness

winter’s grip still hurts

Winter’s Skies

winter’s skies return
sun obscured by dark rain clouds
spring’s grace is quite near

Walking: Tonight’s Haiku

Winter’s sunlight falls
Boldly matching across sand
Kingfisher glides past

A haiku over tea

Some afternoon tea

Combined with a tasty lunch

Spring’s not quite here yet

Enjoying a lite bite at Edmonds’ Red Twig. A lovely cafe with tasty food, lovely coffee and a good selection of teas, it’s a favorite stop for many of our neighbors.