Monday, November 17, 2014

A Haiku

Two things happen this time of year:  The farmers burn the last of their crops, believing that the ash helps the soil; and the coal burning starts in earnest as the wind comes blasting off the steppe.  It makes for some pretty heavy air.

Air so heavy, brown
Farmers burn and coal fires up
trembling in the cold

You all have a good day.  Stay bundled up if you're cold.  And if you can breathe, then breathe a prayer of thanks.

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