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Misty Moon Shine

Well its my birthday today! Shortly I’ll go take Baka for a mid-morning walk to get a croissant and pain-au-chocolate to treat myself. OK, so I live in France and that might not be so much of a special treat, but its not something I eat everyday.

On Sky News Sunrise show this morning, they had a promo interview with Hayley Westenra for her new album Paradiso in collaboration with Ennio Morricone (think Clint Eastwood and spaghetti western fame and many other great films). Wow! Just blew me away. This is my birthday gift to myself.

Anyway, here’s another collection of haiku tweets plus a couple of non-haiku comments I kept.

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Red Glasses

Last night I was up late watching a film, enjoying some red wine at the same time. Towards the end of the film and the end of the glass, the glass slipped from hand and shattered on the tile floor. Bit miffed by that, since it was one of those glasses you get to keep after you finish the Dijon mustard it once contained (useful recycling; now I need to buy more Dijon).

Today, while reflecting on last night’s events, I remembered the dark red acrylic plastic glasses we had at the chalet in l’Esterel. How they were pretty much indestructible and ideal for growing kids. How I used to drink orange juice, 7-Up, and “Snow White” cream soda from them on summer afternoons. Drink hot chocolate from them in the morning. How they were a part of my life for 40 years. They never wore out, never broke. They were always there, ready for the next beverage.

The chalet is gone, sold now, as too the red glasses. But not broken.

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