a sense of haiku

1770. storm story

the booms got closer

the winds came like a freight train

the rain fell and fell 🦊❤️

I sat on my balcony and watched today’s storm story be written. It was a very short story but very dramatic!! 🦊❤️

1769. he’s out of this world

here- there-everywhere

now it’s time for outer space

3-2-1 blastoff 🦊❤️

I must say that I had a blast building my first rocket (not from a kit). The rocket’s name is “Tommy Hawk” like the Tomahawk Cruise Missile. Tommy peers out from the ship’s portal waiting anxiously to blast off. Its maiden voyage will be in early August in NY. 🦊❤️

1768. i can fly

in the lush garden

a frog jumps with such vigor

he flies like a bird 🦊❤️

Lush gardens are fantasy factories. 🦊❤️

1767. “one, two, buckle my shoe…”

one, two - they’re not new

three, four - play it on the floor

five, six - pick up sticks 🦊❤️

My son Kevin told me that he was looking for a set of “Pick Up Sticks” for him and Hillary to play. While at the art supply store today I miraculously found them there. I think it is great that they enjoy playing “ “olden day games”. I bought a set for me and Yulan too. 🦊❤️

One, two, buckle my shoeThree, four, shut the doorFive, six, pick up sticksSeven, eight, lay them straightNine, ten, begin again