Tuesday July 26th, 2016

The exercise:

Write two haiku about: difficult choices.

Becky and I managed to harvest all 37 pounds of blackberries that local customers ordered. We'd decided to offer deals for three and five pound boxes because we knew there were so many berries out there and people were happy to take advantage of that.

Pretty sure we've never had this many blackberry orders in previous years. Typically by this time in the season we start thinking about shutting down Tuesday orders but we're still going strong this year.

Back to the bakery madness tomorrow morning.


Hmm. Her, her, or her?
But how can I choose just one?
Can't I have them all?

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That guy is a creep.
Yeah, but he's the only dude
checking me out, so...


Greg said...

Sounds like you're having a good year for produce this year -- which is probably not what you were expecting since you were always planning on having Miles around by this time. I'm going to go with this probably being a good thing though :)
I think it's a dead-heat between your haiku today, especially since they're telling opposite sides of the same story! Great work :)

Difficult choices
Him, her,... or the goat?
I want them all, but not if
I end up left out!

Choose a funeral:
Your mother's or your father's.
They're still fighting now.

Marc said...

Greg - yeah, not what we expected at all. Making it a little harder to move away from farming as a main source of income... but still not enough for that. Thus the disappointment with the town hall job.


Hmm, I think I'll go with your second as my favorite this week. That does indeed seem like a difficult choice...