ROSE DAY

I intended it to be yesterday, but then the reflection took over.
So today is Rose Day, it happens to be more convenient too, then I hardly could step outside due to the fact that my cold was worse then I had hoped for.
It is almost over now, Piet Hein made a vegetable broth for me, and for himself too.

My haiku:

Strip, strop it goes
In my head, who is hammering
there to go in or out

And the french proverb:

You must be either hammer or anvil.

Today I was anvil for a while, the choice between the two rather severe, I think.