H is for Huckleberry Haiku
For the letter H last year, my post was called “H is for Horizon Haiku.” I figured I’d do another haiku, but
I’d switch the object of the little poem to my favorite berries. I love huckleberries, but sadly, I live in an area where they do not grow.
Huckleberry Haiku
The taste of summer
bursting out from shades of blue
lingers on my lips
Mmmm. When we go backpacking in the summer, I pack in some “just add water” pancake mix and make huckleberry pancakes. SO good!!
I am so jealous! That sounds perfect. My grandmother used to make huckleberry pie… so yummy!