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I clutched the icy handrail, 

but when I reach the top,

no one was there.

My hanging basket caught in the security light.

See 

This mysterious bronze sculpture is part of Lowestoft's First Light Festival and has been on the beach for a few weeks. It's not there permanently and will be moved somewhere else before long. We made a special pilgrimage to Lowestoft to see it. About 1.3 m tall, at high tide it's underwater and during the time it's been where it is it has acquired an attractive green patina.

Chthonic means living in or beneath the Earth's surface, or inhabiting the underworld, coming from the Greek χθονός, "of the Earth".

These lovely flowers are Gazanias. I had a couple previously but the hard frost of last winter killed them, and these are replacements. I looked the plant up on Wikipedia and was surprised to find it has become naturalised in many parts of the world, including the UK, and in some places, such as Australia, is a weed.

Now I must leave you all, he said

I must go home, and get to bed.

For I must make an early rise,

And wish not sleepy in my eyes.

My Apple Watch

Has been left behind by time. 

No more upgrades.

This clematis is just coming out. I've had it since last year and as you see the flowers are spectacular.

Why was the chicken sent off the pitch? For Fowl play.

I asked ChatGPT-4 to rate the haiku I posted just now. Here’s what it generated.

This poem is a lighthearted and playful take on the haiku form, using the image of a pigeon and its cooing as a humorous twist on the traditional Japanese poetic structure. While it may not be a profound or emotionally resonant work, it is successful in its goal of eliciting a smile or chuckle from the reader through its clever wordplay. Additionally, the brevity and simplicity of the poem reflect the minimalist aesthetic of haiku, demonstrating an understanding and appreciation of the form it parodies. Overall, as a light and entertaining piece, this pigeon poem succeeds in its intended effect.