44 degrees may not sound chilly to you, but in Austin, in April, it is indeed chilly. It’s a welcome chill, the last chance we’ve got to wear jeans and a sweater, to wrap hands around mugs, and make a giant pot of soup.
Summer’s coming. But for now? This.
Haiku 6
April 6, 2025
Unseasonable
Morning glories stay wrapped tight
Our blanket is wool
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