snoozing through winter
slowly awakening
morning’s gentle rain
Today’s “Word of the Day Challenge” is Snooze. These words came while watching rhododendron blooms slowly come to life this week.
Snoozing Through Winter
Category: Haiku
I adore the simplicity, as well as the challenge of Haiku. The constraints focus my mind, seeking out the essence of the moment, feeling, notion, distilling it to brilliant singularity.
Mysteries
next to the sidewalk
what strange story exists here?
today’s mystery
From My Garden
upon the spring breeze
the delight of butterflies
and soon they will fade
Blessings on the Wind
as spring moves forward
sunlight dancing on blossoms
blessings on the wind
Moment of Sunlight
moment of sunlight
gentle breeze against the sky
now the calm of night
I took this photo while trying to capture a bee dancing vigorously between the blooms. She was much too fast for my photo, sadly. Yet it was a lovely moment.
An Animated Haiku
within this spring breeze
the flower has transformed
gracing the spring air
Today I experimented with creating animation with Adobe Spark. A fun creation, and I have a ton to learn. What do you think?
Blossoms Fading
springtime passing by
now branches filling with leaves
blossom petals shed
I’m noticing the cherry blossoms, oh so recently bursting forth, starting to fall. It is one their beauties, their fragility, their temporary presence. Emergence to vanished is such a short window.
Dusk In Edmonds
such a graceful sight
as sun moves down the mountain
night’s beauty gathers
This is my contribution to the Fandango One Word Challenge for today: “such”. Not the easiest word to create from, I must say.
I took this photo a few days ago along the waterfront of Edmonds, WA, just a short drive from my house. It’s one of my favorite places.
Dandelions
undesirable
graced with deep tenacity
loved by butterflies
Word of the Day Challenge: Abandoned
troubling my mind
why was this place abandoned?
these lives forgotten
Today’s Word of the Day Challenge features the word “abandoned”, which reminded me of all the houses I’ve seen, empty, decaying. I wonder about the lives that were there before. I wonder about what caused these places to be left behind. What joys, sadnesses and pain have faded into oblivion?