Real, refreshing rain.
Necessary and welcome.
So is a dry race.
Category Archives: Words
#367
One haiku a day.
Some good, some bad, but all mine.
It was a good year.
#366
Pushing past the wall.
Part mental. Part physical.
The home stretch is near.
#365
Post 365.
On the cusp of a milestone.
My everyday zen.
(For 11/29/14)
#364
Exhaustion sets in.
Only one prescription works.
Sleep, sleep and more sleep.
(For 11/28/14)