Political Cartoon: Some Statistics

Flight Plan and Copy Editor's Debut (two haiku)

Flight Plan

Photo: NASA

fly me to the moon

with its one-sixth gravity

instant weight loss plan

Copy Editor's Debut

seven-year-old me

puzzled over Babar's name--

Barbara, misspelled?

Ambitious and Breathless

 Ambitious

Hemingway's six-toed cat

dreams of 

Kilimanjaro's leopard

https://www.hemingwayhome.com/our-cats

https://pdcrodas.webs.ull.es/naturalismo/HemingwayTheSnowsOfKilimanjaro.pdf

Breathless

kissing me breathless:

like vintage Dom Perignon

without the headache

(Daily Haiku Prompts on BlueSky: breath, wine)

Mystery Bird Visit

Early this morning we noticed a GIGANTIC bird on the ledge of our 6th floor terrace. Assumed it was a Canada Goose. Its leg seemed to be injured because he/she was limping along. I was going to call Wildlife Control after we finished breakfast but it disappeared in the meantime.

Did he drop by for some of my blueberries or a cup of coffee?

If he was after my weed collection (I'm talking dandelions etc. in planters, not cannabis), there was a glass railing between him and them. If he had landed a bit further, he could have had a nibble.

If he could fly, why did he land? 

Happy Birthday to Ya, Stevie!

 Stevie Wonder's birthday was actually yesterday, May 13.

Thanks, Stevie, for being the beautiful person and talented musician you are. Also thanks for bringing me luck on your birthday yesterday. I'm Happier Than The Morning Sun.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S4PcSOLtf-U

A Mother's Weekend Smile

My favourite funny story about mothers involves mine and the mother of one of my childhood friends.

This happened about 1960, long before the days of cell phones.

Frances (my mother) called Florence (her friend) to arrange a lunch get-together. They agreed to meet at the club at noon.

At noon, Frances arrived at the club. She waited but Florence never showed up.

"What happened?" Frances asked Florence that night. "Why weren't you at the club for lunch?"

"I was there, "said Florence. "Where were you?"

Frances had gone to Northwood Golf Club and Florence had gone to The Primrose Club.

I still giggle thinking about this.

Nest

 

owls don't build nests

they renovate, decorate

someone else's home

(daily haiku prompt: nest)