Haiku #12-- Tough Weather
Who'n hell decided
That purple is a sissy
Color, anyway?
Labels: Haiku, speaking of the weather, stereotypes
If you don't draw yours, I won't draw mine. A police officer, working in the small town that he lives in, focusing on family and shooting and coffee, and occasionally putting some people in jail.
Labels: Haiku, speaking of the weather, stereotypes
3 Comments:
Oof... More duck and cover weather. Too bad we didn't have doppler radar 25 years ago, it would have saved a few lives. Although I DO believe people (even the kids) were more weather aware than folks today.
We were outside more, didn't have ac in most cases, and 'knew' about when to come in/run for the shelter.
"reckon'd" would work better. ;)
Just sayin'...
I was just thinking this morning as I watched the clouds blow away that you were probably gonna get the hard end of the storm front. Seems you usually do. We had quite a storm Friday at around midnight, complete with lightning so fast it looked like a strobe.
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