Saturday Haiku … Thankfulness

My tiny walled garden is a constant joy as the seasons come and go.  Now as Autumn comes I am able dry a few herbs and roses in a bid to extend their beauty and usefulness.

During this week I have enjoyed conversations about our English weather and its inconsistencies on all levels.  We discussed the need for some sort of balance between the sun and rain. He in Scotland had had more than his fair share of rain while we in the south have had sun and clear blue skies for more than a fortnight. Neither of us was particularly thankful.

Then looking more closing at his blog Poems and Pixels I have copied his subtle recombination of words and picture. I hope he likes it.

Rose no longer quenched

summer rain

sings.