Haiku 2023–315

echoes of summer

November dandelion

warm spot, sunny day

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We’re clearly in the latter stages of autumn here in Southwest Ohio, but an eighty-degree day earlier this week sent signals that parts of summer aren’t far away. A dandelion growing in a crack of the pool deck decided to make an appearance yesterday reminding me of such. Truthfully, it pleased me to see it — I don’t share the disdain that many of my fellow Midwestern males feel for this flower even if it does morph into a fuzzy puff ball monster.