Category Archives: haiku

You’re not here to pet
Me. No-one to stroke my head
Good luck tomorrow

Love you, babe,
D

Ironing tonight
packing early morning then
ice cream, Nanny’s, noon

We’re going to the farm for a couple of days. I’ll actually have connectivity there thru my cell phone but I’m spoiled (thank Jim) with a huge monitor and wireless full-sized keyboard. Typing on the MacBook is something I mastered overseas a year ago but I make so many mistakes now!

Zoe dog and I went to say farewell to Paula, the pyro producer, this morning. She gave us both a hug. I sent her the shots on this blog and she said they were “awesome” and that pyro is tough to capture on camera.

High praise indeed. We’re taking Zoe out, grabbing something to eat and I’ll iron tonight and pack at 6:30 in the morning. Thanks for sticking with the blog. Cheers, Dee

Barefoot contessa
didn’t fit in the poem
love the name, your work

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I’d like to also send a thanks to Mr. Calvin Trillin for many years of intelligent, funny and easily read works. Check out the Tummy Trilogy! Here’s to Alice’s law of compensatory cash flow, Arthur Bryant’s and your beloved Principessa.