My head is extra swimmy today and my arms are limps, hands like bricks on the keys. If I discipline myself to rest, I should feel better by afternoon or evening...so, I'll repost a haiku I wrote earlier this year that has special meaning to me on days like these.
autumn to autumn
the soles of my shoes
still clean
Pris Campbell
(c)2005
Have a good day, folks!
1 comment:
Don't worry Pris - we'll get the soles of your shoes dirty again someday - even if I have to scrape some mud off my walking-boots, and post it to you airmail. Will English Mud (North) get through the US Customs, do you think?
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