Not much to report today, obviously. Hot hot hot here.
So in lieu of pictures or anything cool, I present a haiku. I posted this on Facebook already, so it's old news for some people, but ... I'm kind of proud of it. The actual-haiku muse occasionally visits me; yknow, the one who inspires real, not silly, haiku. Haiku with a kigo -- a seasonal word -- and a sense of cutting and juxtaposition. The junk haiku muse lives in my closet, but I try to keep her quiet. ;) Anyway, this is horse-related, so here you go:
Hoofbeats come closer
Parched alfalfa, sweat, and dust
I am very small