Come join me for a three-line haiku,
illustrated with three photos near our library,
only three more days to the end of March.
New blossoms beckon
curbside pause invigorates
soul revels in pink.
When I picked up my husband at the Park & Ride on Monday, I glanced at my phone to stop my podcast. It was, honest to goodness, 3:33! He never comes home this early, but he had at home tasks calling today and I received another fun connection for my post.
is my eleventh year of participating in the March Slice of Life Story
Challenge. This year I'll be mining my memories (some of the time) for stories to share. Some of the time I'll be writing numerical slices. I didn't know this would happen.