daily haiku returns?

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ergonomics or

old age? spirit young, body

aches, smile on my face!

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Life is busy, life is full.

Months go by and I yearn to write here on this blog.

Today I did!

The urge to write grows stronger every day, but the discipline to prioritize time in this space does not keep pace!

LEWWWP.com has been a passion, is a passion, is a joy.

[We celebrated our one year anniversary February 1, 2013]

Despite all that challenges my life, I hope to return here on a more frequent, if not daily, basis.

Stay tuned?!


the woodpeckers strut!

haiku for today:

Men do have their way

woodpeckers flirt, strut, sashay

~ no writers’ block there

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Spring has sprung!

Mating birds sing, croon, swoop, courting madly.

Long walks, contemplation, which direction shall my energies target next?

cherry blossoms in mid-March?

Haiku for today:

drifting gently, forced

by summer temps to display

premature glory

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Summer in mid-March.

Somehow disturbing…

Slow-motion fast-forwarded = Walking around downtown today, hour by hour you could see visible unfurling of leaves, buds.  Decidedly odd.

lunar tug-of-war

haiku for today:

lunar tug of war 

parallel universes

collide in my mind

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Staring at the full moon I feel cosmic energy, feel as if my pulse is shared by some ‘something’ out there…

I feel these waves, waves of soothe and torment, soothe and torment, and the grit left behind to mull over needles me like the sand used to inside my bathing suit after a day on the beach.

Does the moon do that to you, too?

melting aliens

haiku tribute to today:

melting alien

(snow creature) greets daffodils

who welcomes you home?

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sunshine, blue skies, birds singing  — but — overload of work, stuffed head, insufficient sleep

fun surprises from friends, fun posts on LEWWP — but — sad news from others, dishes piled high near the sink

Balancing ~

My three words for the year:   try    trust    treasure

I try.   [and yet there is no respite from this challenge…]

I trust that I will find a better balance.

I treasure each moment of life that brings a smile, try to seek them frequently, and trust they’ll be within my field of vision, within my mind’s reach.


The title of this post does have a story!

haiku for today:

frogs croaking, crocus

heralding rise and shine smiles,

Bah! Humbug! false hopes.

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pot roast!

haiku for the day:

aroma uplift

garlic, onions, beef, spices

daffodils outdoors

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It’s February.

It should be perfect weather for a pot roast.

Luckily for us, pot roast sounds delicious anytime!

How do you prepare potroast?

I started with a large deep pot, a little olive oil, burner set at medium-high.

  • seared all the sides and edges of the roast
  • added slices of garlic and halved onions to the pot and browned them, too
  • added potatoes (peeled and quartered), browned them, too
  • added carrots
  • bay leaves, parsley, paprika, black pepper, and a bit of mixed steak seasonings
  • flour sprinkled over all
  • 2 cups of water
  • 2 hours of simmering


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But the weather was decidedly not wintry!

It was actually warm enough, sunny enough that we sat outdoors at the picnic table for a bit after walking and working in the yard!

I’m not accustomed to picking flowers, sniffing daffodils and preparing pot roast all on the same day.

Not a bad experience, just a different experience.

Seasonal favorites all mumbo-jumbo…

stink bug rebellion

haiku for today:

No matter which way

 winds blow, sun shines, or rain falls,

stink bugs celebrate!

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Make them stop!

Whirligig flying patterns ~  zip!  zoom!  za!

The stink bugs greet me (they are quite friendly).

I wish they’d find a new friend.

They seem quite literary; our bookshelves are among their favorite places.

They creep around the window and door frames ~ crawling, flying, ‘just hanging’, buzzing, flitting to and fro.

They like to plop into my glasses of water (I find this quite disgusting!).


I wonder what they think of me?