Meri's Play Place

Haiku My Heart douglas firs shiver crystals sprinkle like sunshine fog dampens the sound

Haiku My Heart the gray of winter lays like a heavy blanket as I dream of spring

Haiku My Heart "Strong Against the Storm" © 2017 Meri Arnett-Kremian/MeriMagic like a sentinel she stands, feet firmly planted strong against the storm

Some experts claim that nail biters suffer from anxiety and that the act of biting your nails  reduces anxiety levels. Others think it's just habit. And that could be. . .  because for me, it's so ingrained that I rarely realize I'm doing it. I've tried painting on the nasty tasting stuff. Getting artificial nails. With the fake nails, I just start picking at any loose spots and eventually strip them all off, taking the top layers of my nails with it. The few times I've fought the urge and finally grew them out to the ends of my fingers (or even beyond), my nails are really soft and tear and break so easily that I give up and go back to the raggedy, bitten look. Whatever the etiology, maybe it's not something I'll change in this lifetime. What intractable habits bedevil you?

Haiku My Heart butterflies alight resting on her heart, eyes, hands integrated sight

I know it's a scourge to property owners who are often required by local laws to cover it up at their own expense, but I have to admit that well-executed and imaginative graffiti intrigues me. But I express my urges in a nice, polite, digital form.