A Hiaku

Daylight Savings Time
Is evil and bad, yes sir
Morning too early

Although I hate Daylight Savings Time, I enjoy spring and I got to see two signs of spring this weekend. I saw my first crocus when I drove into my driveway yesterday. I need to clean out all the dead in the flower bed to give the flower room to breath. I also saw my favorite sign of spring at church this morning. There is an older man in our congregation who is frequently an usher. On the Sunday before St. Patrick's Day he makes sure to usher and wears his LIME GREEN suit, with matching tie, to church. He wears it without any irony, it's just his St. Patrick's Day Suit. (I should ask this guy if he knows the Leprechaun working in my office.)

And now, a book recommendation... I just finished "Mr. Pip" by Lloyd Jones, which was excellent. It takes place on an island in the Pacific (sort of near Australia) and the story is narrated by a 14 year old girl. I always admire when male authors can write convincingly as females. Anyway, this was one of the best novels that I have read in a long time.

Time to iron. My second week of work plan is to iron everything for work in advance and avoid nightly ironing. (I dislike ironing enough that I may write a haiku about it next.)