Osler's Razor

Traditionally, haiku often dealt with the seasons, and this is the right time to return to that tradition. In Minnesota, it is the heart of a real autumn-- a blanket of red and gold leaves, crisp air, and the unpacking of sweaters.

I think that fall, more than any other season, unlocks deep and meaningful memories, so let that be our topic for today. It can be from any fall of your life, about any event... just so long as it matters to you.

Here is mine:

New Haven Autumn
Stone buildings, red leaves, and dreams
My eyes wide open.

Now it is your turn-- just make it 5/7/5 for syllable count, and strive for the prize-- your bio here on Monday!