Fall Haiku

27 Sep

Driveway weeds sleep, brown

Mower silent now dormant

Geese honk their way south.

The Driveway, Early Fall. Worm’s-Eye View

The driveway, my gateway to the world. Whenever I mow, the world invites itself for visits. Synchronicity? As the driveway grass grows so do the visitors. Don’t be fooled by the little bit of grass. In the Summer parts can grow knee high along with the weeds. It is an ecosystem unto itself and it knows how to survive, to reproduce.

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