625 pounds of dark chocolate! YUM!
Dark chocolate! YUM!
In times of crisis/
and fear, don’t hoard toilet rolls. /
Find peace. Buy chocolate.
625 pounds of chocolate. Carried by muscle man NP.
When this is over, /
I hope I’m a better man /
than I’m finding now.
.
Each day we breathe in/Backstory: My friend Erin Harold, who is struggling (but winning) against the Covid-19 Coronavirus, posted a sunset photo from her Seattle home, with one word: “Grateful”.
This haiku honors her gratitude. (This sunset photo is out my plane window flying over Vashon Island into Seattle, November 2019)
She’s in go mode. I’ll
tag along, go solo; just
stay out of her way.
The giant Tiger/
Swallowtail, rarely seen. We’re/
doing something right.
As I wash
and floss,
on
yon
window sill
I see
3
Cushaw
squash.
Oh my!
This year’s
food supply!