Bugs New Joy: Nature Haiku

It’s a new joy when
you can sit in the woods and
enjoy bugs on you.

Working In The Field Pain Joy: Haiku

In the field all day,
clearing thorns and feeling pain.
Hot, tired, sore, happy.

Out with my paintbrush
finding pawpaw pollen. Once

you see gold, it clicks.

At the request of a #PawpawFanatic on Facebook, I followed up with a limerick:

Telling pawpaw gender is easy

if you look when it’s not breezy.

Glance at a bloom when it’s still.

You won’t get a thrill,

but the males will make you sneezy.

In deep midwinter,

moist leaves, grass, and earth caress

and deeply ground me.

We who talk to trees/

need to talk to humans, too,/

so wisdom is passed.

OR
so wisdom’s passed on.

Conjunction Junction,/
what’s your function? To remind /
me of God’s coolness.
#greatconjunction2020 #ChristmasStar2020

If you wake early,/
get busy and do chores. You/
might find some jewels.
Findearly morning jewels when doing chores: NaturesGuy