A Christmas Eve of Haikus

Breakfast on our own.
Oatmeal, muffins, and Kind Bars.
Met at nine-thirty.

Driving New Zealand
Left left, keep left, always left.
Doug and Lynn drive left.

I just hit a bird
But it flew into the car
I am the victim.

We found this puppy hanging out in the lovely town of Gore, where we stopped to stretch our legs.
We found this puppy hanging out in the lovely town of Gore, where we stopped to stretch our legs.
A nice sign seen along the drive.
A nice sign seen along the drive.
This is the weirdest picture for a hiking brochure I have ever seen. The kid looks really uncomfortable about the creepy man pondering him in the background.
This is the weirdest picture for a hiking brochure I have ever seen. The kid looks really uncomfortable about the creepy man pondering him in the background.

Everyone must
Write a haiku to join in
Fun for us all, right?

Sue has a good start.
But the talking is too much.
Everyone shut up!

Christmas Eve is here.
But where is all the snowfall?
Sheep will have to do

Are sheep soft to touch?
No says the car they are tough.
Lynn wants to cuddle.

The most adorable lamb anyone has ever seen.
The most adorable lamb anyone has ever seen.

Little John is tight
We are all squeezed together
Lynn gets her cuddles.

Is the little van
Overloaded? Maybe so.
But what fellowship!

The car was indeed full.
The car was indeed full.

The radio’s bad
Lynn should sing us Christmas songs.
The whole car agrees.

No no no no no
No no no no no no no
No no no says Lynn.

The radio was very intermittent driving in and out of the valleys. Lynn refused to make up for it with her own singing.
The radio was very intermittent driving in and out of the valleys. Lynn refused to make up for it with her own singing.

Heart and Soul Cafe
The milkshakes were quite runny.
Burgers were good though.

When food’s delivered
The production of haiku
Ceases completely.

The milkshakes here are really chocolate milk. We think a "thickshake" is what you actually want to order.
The milkshakes here are really chocolate milk. We think a “thickshake” is what you actually want to order.
The Kiwi Bloke burger.
The Kiwi Bloke burger.

Doug is driving now
Up and down hills and valleys
Onward to the east.

Another rental:
Bright, spacious, and newly done
It will do quite well.

Our new home for the next few days.
Our new home for the next few days.
That sheep is eyeballing our clothes drying.
That sheep is eyeballing our clothes drying.

To the internet
For Christmas dinner planning
Shopping lists are made

The store is crowded
Shopping with six is hard work
The cart quickly fills

Three in the kitchen
Is never too many cooks
And the soup is great

Potato Leek Soup.
Potato Leek Soup.
Doug was determined to make cranberry salad without a food processor. This involved hand chopping half a kilogram of frozen cranberries.
Doug was determined to make cranberry salad without a food processor. This involved hand chopping half a kilogram of frozen cranberries.

Christmas approaches
Presents wrapped under the tree
The stockings are hung

Sleep is elusive
But farewell night-time dwellers
Dramamine’s a cure.

Presents under the tree. Wrapped with tourist maps, used food wrappers, and pages from a Time magazine about Santa.
Presents under the tree. Wrapped with tourist maps, used food wrappers, and pages from a Life magazine about Santa.
Stockings over an electric heater that looks like a fireplace.
Stockings over an electric heater that looks like a fireplace.

Daily Walking Miles:
Four point seven four good miles
All day in the car

Fun Facts:

  • Big, tall Lodgepole Pines
    Re-vegetating too much.
    Cut them all down now!
  • Spell-check hates cities
    Like Balclutha. It advises,
    “No replacement found.”

2 thoughts on “A Christmas Eve of Haikus

  1. A wonder to my ears a new blog appears,
    I rose like a hawk to see what’s new down under, when to my surprise, it was pouring, but no thunder! I read with excitement the poetic surmise, when all of a sudden a little sheep did arise. Bahhhry Christmas to all and to all a gaday!

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