I love an indoor-outdoor kind of house. I love open windows, and sitting on the back deck to write. I love looking at the owl box from my living room, and bringing in stones and seed pods to set on the sills.

Sometimes someone takes it too far, like when a raccoon and two babies came in through the dog door or when rain swells the threshold or a bird builds a nest in my husband’s bike helmet. Or, today, the coriander-scented visitor creeping across our bedroom floor.

Haiku 4
April 4, 2025

A leaf? Bit of bark?
Stink bug vibrates in reply
He’ll show himself out

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