Write two haiku about: brevity.
This morning I picked 18 pints of blackberries for local orders, which was not even close to finishing what was out there. So I told Kat's mom to have at the rest so she can make some jam and maybe freeze some as well.
It's always nice when it works out that we have extra berries on Tuesdays, as I definitely appreciate her jam once the fresh berries are gone. And we never have extra on Fridays, seeing as we almost always sell out of what we bring to the market so we take everything we can.
Shifting back to bakery mode tomorrow morning.
It is said to be
the soul of wit, so perhaps
you should stop talking
* * *
Allow me to be
brief, if you would be so kind.
I'm not good at brev-