Blue sky; gray sky--clouds make everything more interesting. What with one thing and another, not time for blogging. But I did get a lot of things handled today. This is a blue sky, but sometimes the color changes.
The new Modern Haiku magazine came Saturday; I have not read it yet.
But it does have this haiku from the woman who introduced me to haiku and to so many wonderful & interesting people and haiku adventures. It changed my life!
From page 85, Modern Haiku, Volume 44:2.
woozily the surgeon's words
Patricia J. Machmiller
They think they caught it in time. The lymph nodes are clear. Blue sky, white clouds of hope!