MY ONE AND ONLY RED POPPY,

another one is white coloured, but lost her petals in the rain.
Busy with choosing a little summer-house, better call it a shed for a workshop perhaps, preparing the fundament in advance and looking for all the useful information we can get.
So many issues involved and it takes some time before we can value everything we find for instance on the internet.
The weather stands still or so it seems, quiet clouds not moving at all.

My haiku:

The jays fly followed
By their one and only child
Hopping fervently

And the proverb by van Loon, Hendrik Willem I presume:

Somewhere in the world there is an epigram for every dilemma.