Write two haiku about: the field.
Managed to get through today's box harvest and pickup on our own, though it certainly was a longer day than usual. Next week I'm hoping to get a few things picked the day before, and Kat should be able to help out a bit as well if her mom is able to watch Max for a little while.
But for the moment I am drained and ready for sleep.
Workers bent over,
hauling weeds out of the earth...
and sometimes plants too.
* * *
cars, broken glass, used needles;
play somewhere else, child.