A SPLASH OF YELLOW COLOUR

I find near the pond. A glorious day it is but it does not feel like summer anymore.
In the morning I take pictures, I find the wasps still and some pretty coloured flies, a spider I discover in the heart of the flowers, and the swans look still spic and span.
In the afternoon Piet Hein and I walk along the sea, with just a silly wind and sunshine it does us very good. Quite a few people walk, with dogs, or ride a horse.

My haiku:

I kneel no not to pray
Pray but smell the earth and greet
My fellow creatures

And the latin proverb:

Habits, if not resisted, soon become necessity.