Write two haiku about: delays.
The weather has been pushing back our attempts at planting out our seedlings that are currently residing in the greenhouse. First it was rain on the days we wanted to do it, then it was cold overnight temperatures forecast after days that would have otherwise worked.
But tonight is the last night they're calling for risk of frost for the foreseeable future, so I'm planning on a finding a home for our cabbages and broccoli in the garden tomorrow.
Hopefully the clear skies and warmth that has been predicted comes through.
My flight is delayed.
By what force? They will not say.
Someone's gonna pay.
* * *
Wait for it. Hold on.
Just a little bit longer.
It'll be worth it...