* * *
September mist
I hang out the washing
praying for the sun
* * *
Watch the Birdie!
poetry... mostly...
Looking ahead, without looking back (too often)
Photograper of Landscapes, Seascapes, Sunsets, Snowdonia, Wales, Thailand and more
storytelling the world
The Art and Craft of Blogging
By Lucile de Godoy
Reviews And Poetry
weaving, making journals and so much more
A place for poems and pics
Beats Stumbling Around in Silence
hey
A Heart in every bite.
The insider's Italy travel guide for independent travelers
The Simple Joy of Point & Shot Photography
Poetry ~ Waka
Transforming Education, and Leadership, Transcending Where We Each Are in Life
Thoughts on kayaking, science, and life
Paloma's Pen
Haiku inspired (mostly) by my walks in and around Eastbourne
Ese' s Voice 
that’s lovely – what a heartfelt pray and such an lovely interpretation of the idea of prayer flags – I’ll never look at washing hanging out on a rainy day the same way again. 🙂
LikeLike
Thank you, Suzanne! Must admit – it came naturally…literally this time 🙂
LikeLike
Isn’t it wonderful when haiku arrive like that – pure and clear.
LikeLike
What an extraordinary and humorful response on ‘prayer flags’ Ese … wonderfully done … chapeau!
LikeLike
Awesome Haiku!
LikeLike
So fitting here too.. though I guess it’s more a risk of the washing being caught by the gale here.
LikeLike