Today, as Dog and I were walking at 6:00 a.m. in the cold, crispness of a snowy February, I thought of my follower and what words she might use to express what I was seeing. Since I can't call her up and say 'hey girl, what do you think about all this?' I thought I'd try my hand at writing my own haiku.
cold powdered sugar
brings peace to my wearied soul
cabin fever looms
So waddaya think?
What would your haiku be to this weirdness that is winter 2010-11? Is there a place in this vast nation of ours that hasn't seen snow this winter?