Tuesday July 7th, 2015

The exercise:

Write two haiku about: the deserter(s).

Max was up and at 'em bright and early this morning. Kat asked me what time it was and when I said six she figured she might as well get up since she'd set her alarm for 6:15 to get an early start on the picking. About five minutes later I heard:

"It's not six - it's five!"

What can I say? My vision isn't fantastic when I wake up 3.5 hours after I fall asleep. Plus, you know, 5 and 6 are practically the same number anyway. Just look at them!

Regardless, there was no going back to bed at that point. So our harvest for local orders began shortly after 6 and was done by 11. Not what we'd planned, but it worked out.


They all say I ran
away, but I say I will
fight another day

*     *     *

Little Bo Peep has
lost her sheep... or have they all
just deserted her?


Greg said...

Heh, I'd be wary about asking Kat the time for the next few days now :) At this time of year I guess you don't even get it still being dark outside at 5 to give you a clue that you might have read the time wrong! Still, with everything harvested and most of the day still to go it must have been a little more relaxed in the afternoon!
I think I like your second haiku better today, but I may be imagining a sheep conspiracy to run off and lure Bo Peep over a cliff ;-)

Rain falls endlessly,
Undoing memories. I'm
Never going back.

Office politics
Force me to quit. I'll be a
Farmer this summer!

[Not the best acrostic, but at least it's in there!]

Marc said...

Greg - good point. Though she's generally too nice to pull something like that :P

Nope, it gets bright so early that the brightness level outside is utterly no use in the morning. Ah well, that will change soon enough.

I particularly like your first haiku this week, it's got a lot of great atmosphere in those three lines. Also: if it gets too bad in the office you're welcome to come farm with us any time :)