Last week I posted my last two haiga using the line, "endless summer heat." I needed to move on, however I had no idea of where to head next, so, I enlisted the help of my readers and asked for suggestions to be left in the comments.
Robyn Hood Black left this, "Maybe conjure up a poem about the very first hints of fall you start to notice, such as the slight decline in the mercury?" Fair enough, not particularly challenging since, despite the warmer summer we've been experiencing this year, there are definite signs we are moving into another season. The two things that jumped out at me, 1. geese are already migrating, 2. wild grapes growing amongst the weeds at the edge of a stone wall have ripened, and although I haven't seen them, their grape-y fragrance occasionally sets my scent memories aflutter! So, here you go, Robyn!
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A Penny and Her Jots is hosting this week's Round-Up. Happy Labor Day weekend, everyone!