“Lazy”
Enter the season,
outdoor hang time and meal prep,
mini vacations.
Steve D
Enter the season,
outdoor hang time and meal prep,
mini vacations.
Steve D
Critters sneak inside,
through cracked windows, open doors,
then try to escape.
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Sporadic drizzle.
Cool breeze brushes exposed hair,
absorbing the rain.
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Airy blue pallor.
Wan sunlit afternoon sky.
Winter’s feeble grasp.


Potent perfume nose
with mellowing citrus notes,
like a spring meadow.
The above is another one of our home infusions: Hendrick’s gin infused with dried rose petals. If you’ve never tasted rose petal-infused liquor, it’s basically just perfume. It’s potent as hell.
So i mellowed it down into a rather tasty cocktail:
Surprisingly, the lemon juice works to cut down some of the perfume taste of the rose petal, and the Triple Sec and cranberry juice add just that little touch of sweetness required to balance the drink. It turned out to be refreshing and smooth.
Are you all enjoying these infusion haiku as much as I am?
Steve D
Wood smoke soothes the chill
air weighed by rain not fallen,
a place I once knew.
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Grill smoke filters up
on a sun-warmed breeze, teasing
outdoor nights to come.
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Tricksy winter sun
cannot convince me of spring’s
timid fits and starts.
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Blustery breezes
carry flakes like tufts of thread,
and yet spring is here.
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Golden light dapples
through leaves green and brown, like a
patchwork canopy.
Steve D