Write a haiku about the weather.

“I wrote this as I reflected on the weather on this February day in the Pacific Northwest, perfect for nesting inside, but, there are things to do, places to go. I appreciated a sense of ease as I sat to write a haiku describing a scene from my afternoon. Today: chilly, gray Wind bites, rain comes, goes Still, folks come out, smile and play”

“Where I live we have recently gotten a wave of nice weather, in like the 70s/80s, along with some nice sunshine. This is wonderful and i love going outside when it’s like this. Unfortunately, this also means that the trees and every other plant on god’s green earth have decided to unleash all their pollen upon the world. Everything is yellow. My car, the ground, any surface outside… There’s even visible clouds of pollen in the air. It’s insane. However, because of this I became inspired to write a haiku. Here it is: 2月ごろ 春になるとき 花粉すぎ Around February When spring comes Too much pollen”

“I wrote mine recalling the sense of being out in very cold weather and the message nature seemed to be conveying to me was "go find warmth", "there is none here", "I'm not the season for it", etc. It felt like a very sudden obvious and direct message based on how cold it was.”