Autumn climbs the wall,
splodging colour at random.
Nature’s graffiti.
Author: Sarah Potter Writes
Sarah is a British eccentric who writes offbeat fiction, haiku and tanka poetry. When stuck for words, she sketches or paints instead. She's into nature conservation, sustainability, gardening, dogs, natural health, and reading. Her sociability is something that happens in short bursts with long breathing spaces in between.
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Sarah Potter Writes 
Had to look up Splodging. Definition: chiefly Brit : splash, slosh. Laughing at the “chiefly brit” part. Loved. (The Haiku). Learned (splodging) another word. Thanks for the trifecta this morning.
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Let’s hope the US publisher, who has just received a submission from me, appreciates my Brit words, too.
I’m glad you “loved” my haiku. Thank you 🙂
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It’s perfect!
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Naomi, thank you so much 🙂
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Thank you. That word “perfect” is music to my ears 🙂
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wonderful Ku, Sarah!
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thank you, Francina 🙂
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Very nice. I would like but mobile browsing does not allow. Hope to get over the problem soon. My blog feels pretty unloved.
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I thought, but may be wrong, that if you have a browsing facility on your mobile, you should be able to sign into wordpress and do everything you can normally do — if your fingers will co-operate with everything on such a small scale. I’ll have a go later from my phone and report back.
Yes, your blog posts are missed, but you’ve got rather a lot on your plate just now, so all is understood. I follow someone, who’s pretty much a free spirit, and they book time in an internet cafe wherever they happen to be. Perhaps you could do this as a temporary measure. xxxx
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