Note: been a bit of a tough week as my grandpa died and then i was too sick to drive to Ohio for the funeral. At 95 he was my last grandparent and the one i shared with Rea so we've been talking on the phone even more than normal for the last few days. One night when we were working the land -she was weeding potatoes by the light of the moon and i was encouraging her from my comfy apartment- we got laughing so hard that i was sure one of us was gonna pop a blood vessel. You know the laughing i mean. So i apologize that the following haiku is even less comprehensible than normal, but it has to be done.