Campsite drizzle - another damp piece of firewood.
Link with 1107: Fire / No fire.
[That night we pulled into a campsite and looked forward to a roaring campfire. It had been raining for days and despite all my Boy Scout efforts I was unsuccessful in getting a fire going. We therefore went to bed that night tired and chilled to the bone.]
From "The Haiku Anthology" I became interested in Haiku and I have since written numerous haiku, senyru, and tanka. "Masago", my haiku pen-name, means "grain(s) of sand" in Japanese. I have recently started learning Esperanto and Japanese. A few years ago I developed a new eastern verse form which we now call 'Renhai'.
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1108. Incomplete Success
Campsite drizzle -
another damp piece
of firewood.
Link with 1107: Fire / No fire.
[That night we pulled into a campsite and looked forward to a roaring campfire. It had been raining for days and despite all my Boy Scout efforts I was unsuccessful in getting a fire going. We therefore went to bed that night tired and chilled to the bone.]
this puts me in fall -- thank you :)
give me a motor home
well captured
john
:) they somehow always manage to go wrong at the right time
damp and cold... brrrrr!
Andrew: Right. Up here in the Rocky mountains, where this took place (i.e. Jasper park), it can very cold at night even in July and August.
Pamela: Me too, these days. ;-)
John: Thanks.
Alok: :-)
Polona: You can't identify with that, at least this year. :-)
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