Birdsong and cool breeze
Fresh blueberries for breakfast
Quiet hints summer’s here
Birdsong and cool breeze
Fresh blueberries for breakfast
Quiet hints summer’s here
Posted in Haiku
Tags: Blueberries, Early Summer, Haiku, The senses
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Now I want blueberry pancakes
Even better than my cereal!
That is lovely. And lo! Summer is showing signs… finally!
Thanks, Dale.
Where is summer? not here in the Peaks. Lovely thoughts though.
Well, it is still under 70 here most days so not really summer. I’m savoring the cool days before we get to the 90 degree ones.
Summer is sneaking in, bit by bit
🙂
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