Since I was last at my place, the leaves have almost completely fell from the trees. Furthermore, the river has risen even higher, and crossing to my spot has become a challenge. I had to take off my shoes and roll up my pants over my knees so that my pants would not get wet. Also, the shrubs on the ground are starting to turn brown.
Haiku: The River
A Growing River,
Covering the mud and tracks,
Really hard to cross.
Haiku: The Beaver
A tree without bark,
At the base around head height
A beaver was here.
Haiku: Unknown Shrub
Hello mister shrub,
What kind of species are you?
Maybe poison ivy…
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