No Granola

I am so crunchy,
that I know granola is
really bad for you.

Spring

When does spring come?
Each year, I try to pin down,
but it's elusive!

Snip

Wings being clipped for
so long; when they grew back, she
didn't know their use.

Poem for Solstice

Dawn and dusk merge to
one, whether the days are short
or night never comes.

Winter's Revenge

Milking bowl in hand
I step into the snowflakes.
But it smells like rain!

Busy Day...

Dear moon, you look so
lonesome in pure azure sky,
without star, nor cloud








I'm afraid I can't post the next part to the rust dyeing today. I've been too busy today. Off course, if had managed my time better...but oh well :)
Right now, the computer is uploading photos I took today of a bag. I hope to list on it Etsy very soon (like tomorrow). I haven't listed anything since January. And I have lots to list!

TTFN!

Spring?

Here is a double haiku I wrote a couple days ago.


Singing the tune of
spring, snow soaks up the vibrant
late-winter sunlight

"Is it really Spring?"
I ask the pussy willows.
"Or is it a hoax?"