In Memory of Frozen Pipes


A haiku and bright flowers to tempt Spring from her frosty bed…..

I am either inspired or procrastinating…. Okay, okay, I know the answer to that one.

Spring lifts sleepy eyes.
Pipes in a battered farmhouse
whisper, “Good morning!”

Or, I have a variation on that.

Spring stirs lazy eyes.
Pipes in a pissed-off farmhouse
spit, “Get your ass up!”

Which one do you prefer?:weather:


  1. Jill says:

    Definitely the second. 😛

  2. Maria Duncan says:

    Oh number 2 in no uncertain terms

  3. catslady says:

    Most definitely the second. The flowers are gorgeous. I just noticed I have some bulbs beginning to grow but it’s still a little early.

  4. Lis says:

    beautiful flowers 🙂

  5. Marty says:

    This morning, I’d prefer to hear the first, lol.