meadows – – haibun

In their later years some people look back to recall happy times … they savour the ‘meadows’ of their lives. Though I have positive memories, my recollections hold more greys and browns than the brighter yellows, pinks and blues of a meadow. And now . . . I enjoy buttercups, a wide-winged bird soaring, night calls from the trees, a crescent moon, a canine grin . . .

being alive

fresh leaves emerging

once again

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©️2020 Ontheland

Haikai Challenge #140 — summer meadow

spring snow – – haiku

spring snow . . .

an apple green dirndl

around the tree

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May 9, 2020

©️2020 Ontheland

Our May of 2020 snow was almost a week ago but I want to celebrate it one more time. This also gives me an opportunity to use the word ‘dirndl’, a delightful name for a skirt which I hadn’t heard for a long time until recently when it was included in a poem by Claudia McGill.