first day of winter, it’s surprisingly warm around here, 9 C! a stroll in the park by the river and watch the sunset was a wonderful. it was gorgeous out there!
Dazzled by the past
Without ground to stead
Balance nowhere to be found
Tanka Tuesday words for this week are: Enchant and Fly, synonyms only! I opted for Shadorma (3/5/3/57/5 lines) and the words Dazzled and Fluttering.
Hope you enjoyed it, this little poem expresses my feeling these last days.
A simple flapping
The pure essence of freedom
Showing us the path
I had a few weeks of vacation, I went to the beach and enjoy each moment of each. I was surprised when I got home and saw how my garden was blooming, flowers and butterflies everywhere. It’s nice to be back and to see that I don’t need to travel far to have beauty around me. But, of course, I could do with few weeks at the beach every couple of weeks 🙂
Joining Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday, today words are Nature and Clean, synonyms only, so I used Essence and Simple in a Haiga (Haiku + Photo).
Stop, breath and listen!
First time joining Linda’s #1linerWeds
Noticing and slowly taking in all the beauty of spring.
Last Sunday, I had a long walk around the neighbourhood, 5000 steps! I spotted this rose bush on my way.
The poppies are gorgeous in a park close by.
During the week I walked by a path of gorgeous peonies. I wish I could put their fragrance in a bottle and bring it home.
And yesterday, at lunch time, I was surprised with the beauty of these alliums in the university campus.
“If we could see the miracle of a single flower clearly our whole life would change.”
Wishing a great week to you, and remember to slow down and enjoy a little bit of beauty on your way. It can be the beauty of the flowers if you are in spring or the beauty of the leaves if you are in the autumn. It can be a beauty of a smile, a hug, eye contact with a strange coming in your direction or a simple thank you when you weren’t expecting it.
Very little grows on jagged rock. Be ground. Be crumbled, so wildflowers will come up where you are.
Wildflowers are blooming in my garden. They are pretty, each one in its own way. They are looking for space, sharing the Earth and the sunshine.
Flowers are the music of the ground. From earth’s lips spoken without sound.
just because it’s may and my garden is blooming!