the aroma of
brewing coffee makes mornings
almost bearable
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kcXiXDQAqak
Daily Haiku Prompt: aroma
Writer, Poet, Owl at Heart
the aroma of
brewing coffee makes mornings
almost bearable
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kcXiXDQAqak
Daily Haiku Prompt: aroma
a calendar page
noting my father's birthday
and the earth rotates
he took two-year-old me to
High Park to see the duckies
no ducks!
"duckies don't work
on Sunday"
he knew the exact wall
where Humpty Dumpty sat
(HD took lots of, um, breaks)
and the earth rotates
but memories remain
Daily Haiku Prompt: calendar
I suspect The Toronto Star, an award-winning newspaper, is highly dependent upon AI for proofreading, copy editing, and fact checking.
Lately I've noticed a lot more spelling errors. Sometimes they're even in big bold type: headlines.
Also I've seen homonyms misused. These are real words that sound the same as what should be there, but spelled incorrectly in that context.
Sometimes words are missing in a sentence.
All of these errors cause me to slow down, reread, and fill in the blanks correctly.
But worst of all is the lack of fact checking, which I only noticed in a recent travel article which referenced the movie, Roman Holiday. The article was delightfully written, but contained a mistake about the stars of the movie. Gregory Peck, not Robert Mitchum, starred with Audrey Hepburn.
A correctly spelled but wrong actor's name was printed.
And that means that no human was proofreading or fact checking!
It seems likely that the newspaper has replaced its copy editors and fact checkers with some equivalent of spell check. That is unacceptable for a good newspaper.
Because it's not very serious to misremember an actor in a film. But what about the facts that I don't notice because I don't know the subject?
Another First
first anniversary
without him makes me
pine for what is gone
years of happy memories
sunlight dispels sadness
(Daily Haiku Prompt: pine)
Trying this Stream-of-Consciousness Prompt
Begin to write without editing, using the prompt, "May your..."
https://lindaghill.com/2026/05/22/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-may-23-2026/
Like Debbie D., from whom I borrowed this prompt (which originated with Linda G. Hill), I find it hard not to edit as I go along. Maybe doing this will encourage the freewheelin' side of the brain. (Yes, I'm tempted to Google whether that is the right or the left side, but that's a no-no. Ha!)
What I came up with is
May your long-term memory store lots of good stuff, so if you get dementia sometime in the future, all the bad stuff will disappear and be replaced by the good stuff.
Which makes me think about the various people I've known with Alzheimer's and dementia.
Especially my mother-in-law, Deborah, who got Alzheimer's after a bout of flu with a high fever, during which she spoke a lot of nonsense. That went away after a day, but eventually bad signs started to appear: poor judgment, moodiness, forgetfulness about grooming, inability to do buttons and to cut meat.
Eventually, we thought it best to have her doctor tell her it was time to stop driving. She didn't take it well. She had been a doctor herself and was brilliant and very independent. She also had a phenomenal memory. She did all the right things they tell you to do: read a lot, do crossword puzzles, exercise (she walked to work in the good weather). But none of that prevented her from getting the unlucky number.
But getting back to the prompt. Deborah had always been a super-serious person. She just didn't get jokes. Which was quite difficult for M and me, who loved joking. Also Deborah's great memory meant she could indulge her grudge-keeping habit.
Well, once she got Alzheimer's two good things happened:
She got a sense of humour.
And she forgot who she was supposed to be mad at.
Alzheimer's was a tragedy in many ways for her and for those who knew her. But it actually improved her personality!
Stevie Wonder!
Original digital painting, "Apple of My Eye," (c) by Kevin Slattery.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SbenaOqv4yQ
Here's a double haiku for my mother.
although we sometimes
saw her optimism as
unrealistic
a glimpse of light
when no one else can see it
brings hope, not deception
Besides remembering my own mother, I want to honour my unofficial second mom, Frances C., a good friend of my mother. When I needed dating advice or a good easy recipe, I knew I could call her. She was a Virgo, and had common sense and objectivity. She also had the cooking and baking skills that my mother and I lacked. What a great lady!