Grandpa's wooden sign hung on the oak at the top of the hill for thirty years. "What is kale?" I finally asked.
white dinner plate moonstrung in the sky from a starmakes our steps still
Wow Katrina, that is the best ever. Did you by chance see the eclipse? It would've been a red dinner plate moon that night. Love, Olivia
I have really been enjoying your haiku, along with the beautiful photographs.Meanwhile, I belatedly responded to your tag from a couple weeks ago.Thanks.
Olivia - I missed the eclipse. I was probably cooking. Red moon - that's good. xoxo Joan - Yeah. I'm on my way to read your response to the tag. Thanks for letting me know.
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