Tuesday, 28 January 2014

Lamentation Twenty Eight

Haiku for Summers Past.

"The Mill" Andrew Wyeth 1964.

In such cold weather
what warms the heart more than a
cartload of ice cream.

My response to the prompt for Mag 204 from Tess Kincaid at Willow Manor.


  1. Now there's an idea I hadn't thought of! How delicious!

  2. chortle snicker giggle....what a fun take on this chilly painting! Cheers and I'll have
    a vanilla cone please.

  3. You got a smile out of me, for sure. I'm an ice cream lover even in winter!

  4. With hot fudge and walnuts? Yummy haiku!!

  5. Ah, so that's what it is :) That would make a nice change!

  6. Just pass me a ladle and I'll get stuck right in!

  7. Always enjoy 'coming here'' - full thought w/ brevity -


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