A Haiku Each Day

Sixty-two hundred and five Syllables a year.

Sprucing Up

Christmas tree vendors
Brush pine needles from their gloves
The scent of resin.



  Chuck wrote @

Sticky To The Touch
Fragrant Sap Flows From Fresh Cuts
Smell Of Christmas Time

(Looks like I stole yours – 🙂 – it reminded me of the smell when I buy my tree each year)

  Ronald Wohl wrote @

I can smell it already. Funny how these things can be so real in your mind…

  Rick Daddario wrote @

i think that line “brush pine needles from their gloves” brings a brisk visual clarity as well as the scent you are creating in this ku. a great seasonal-with-spice moment – i like it.

evening hearth
the scent of pine trees
a pleasure

  Margaret Dornaus wrote @

Nice one, Abigail!

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