night moving westward
the sky brightening briefly
this cool autumn air
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Mountain Sunset
Tag: haiku
As Day Becomes Night
as day becomes night
and the hemlocks fade from view
the song of wind chimes
This is an experiment with animations in Adobe Spark. I like how this turned out. What do you think?
Scent of Old Books
scent of old books
espresso machine’s song
hints of jazz piano
I spent many hours of my mid-twenties wandering Seattle’s bookstores and coffee shops. Fond, fond memories. Though a challenging time, mainly financial, I enjoyed that time. Traveling into Seattle became more and more challenging over the years since I returned to Lynnwood. It looks dramatically different, and I haven’t been down since the pandemic started. Puget Sound’s north end holds its charms, too. Just different ones. Evolutions, I guess.
Early Morning Fog: A Haiku
Early morning fog
Autumn diffusing the dawn
Delightful silence
Early Morning Fog
Early morning fog
Autumn diffusing the dawn
Delightful silence
Walking at Sunset
Walking at sunset
Light dances upon the trees
Squealing children play
Late Night Haiku
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Comfort from the Dark
As I move through dusk
The cool darkness comforts me
From the past’s echos
September Moves In
September moves in
sunlit days becoming rare
the scent of autumn
Morning Sunlight
Morning sunlight
Under the cool autumn breeze
I resist waking
A lovely autumn morning in Seattle. Blue skies, mostly white clouds, though there are a few darker ones. The demands of my day finally rouse me. My tea welcomes me back to life.