The exercise:
Gimme what ya got for: the robot.
Sometimes I'm quite surprised by the prompts that I haven't managed to use in the last three years. This is one of those times.
Today went reasonably well. I harvested for our local orders in the morning, handled the pickups in the afternoon, and got some weeding and spraying done this evening.
It was a little lonely though.
Mine:
He sits in the corner,
Unused, broken, and rusting;
Ignored quite completely,
Except for the odd dusting.
His battery is dead,
Been that way a real long time;
But I can't help feeling
He's watching beneath that grime.
I know it's quite silly,
He has performed his last show;
But each time I pass by,
I make sure to say hello.
