Tuesday, May 5, 2015

haiku...they never forget

unknown
 
each year daffodils
no one tends them, they just grow
they just remember

MAPLE SYRUP, sugarhouse, a snowstorm...

THIS HAS BEEN A COLD AND SNOWY WINTER, MUCH LIKE THOSE I REMEMBER FROM CHILDHOOD.  ANOTHER CHILDHOOD  MEMORY WAS THE SUNDAY DRIVE TO BUY MAP...