THE FLY SIT UPON THE ROSE

and eat little pieces of the petals I see her from far because of her colour and as she sits high up I climb upon a chair to reach her.
A glorious sunny day and because we have time-out of the hut, Piet Hein and I went walking in the Solling forest. Imagine the first walk since we came here!!
The last coloured leaves at the trees are deciding if they fall today or tomorrow.
Lunch at the balcony since long.

My haiku:

My geraniums
I put inside on the sill
Beware of the cold

And the proverb from the book:

Calf love, half love; old love, cold love.

And in between?