A Haibun: Every Summer

Each summer, I gaze into the bright face of a sunflower and vow to plant some in my garden. Spring arrives… I ready my flowerbeds, go to the local nursery and buy the usual vegetables and annuals.  Deep summer arrives and I see sunflowers…  in somebody else’s garden. Faces shine brightly To rival the summerContinue reading “A Haibun: Every Summer”