My fourth (and final) week of being a Daily Haiku Cycle 13 contributor. Please follow along!
new coolness
an empty snail shell
under the heather
I wrote this haiku mid-summer about something I observed last fall when I was cleaning up the planting area in our front yard. At that time, fall seemed very far away. Not so anymore. This morning I awoke to cool, crisp air coming in through our open bedroom windows. Definitely fall in the air!
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