At my university students spend a lot of time waiting . . . Checking and peckeing a tree with dry rough sound, I could not start the engine even after she came back into the car. We simply watched him for a long time quietly. After a week of very hot days, very chilly days and nights came back. All the plants and pots have to be placed inside of the house, quickly.
Mountains take the moon and embers cool . . .
There's tea to taste, and windsong from the garden trees. Hardy ant, even heavily burdened you climb this sheer garden wall. A heavy night fog has so silenced the city, each light seems a friend. I hope you find it useful. The present is the touchstone of the haiku experience, so always be aware of the present moment.