It's not yet Sunday here, but Rallentanda's Sunday Senryu are live, so...
man shall not live by
pumpkins alone, but my great-
grandpa almost did
(The first winter in Indiana, in the early1860s, Mother's grandparents had to eat what they'd raised--everyone did--and for them, that year, that was mostly pumpkins. Great-Grandpa and his siblings did not turn into pumpkins, as they feared they might do. They lived long healthy lives.)
Willie the Conker
politely ignored me; I
was Tabby's human
(A housemate had a big orange tabby tomcat like this one. He showed affection only to her. He was well pleased that a smaller cat whom another housemate wanted to adopt cuddled up beside her or beside me.)
the flower vendor
sweats on the corner, but he
picked that off MY bush
These Senryu are delightful made all the more interesting with the back ground stories. Well done for participating in G and S musicals. ...Sixty is young:) These go on every Sunday. I look forward to more of your intresting tales.
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