Today at lunch I took one of my regular strolls, trying to keep in the shade and walking much slower than usual to try to stay cool. I’ve walked past the lodge countless times and never given the crenellations any thought. But I grabbed it for Becky.

Freshly painted door

jars a little with the stone

and gentle roses

but just give it time, sun, rain

inevitable winter

Then I thought, it’s Thursday tomorrow, I could post at haiku, which became a tanka.