hello!

I haven’t posted here for so long, always leaving it for next week and next week, and now it has been months since I last showed up in this space.

Spring has arrived, but not completely; it is still fighting the winter. We had some snowflakes this weekend.

Catching up on a few things I have done recently:

Long walks outdoors. The river was frozen for so long, and I love to hear the song of the water underneath the ice.

Tulips. I can’t resist and end up buying lots of them. I’m practicing my photography skills using them as a model.

Reading and writing, as always!

Baking delicious and healthy meals. And of course, drinking lots of coffee and tea.

Plants are never enough! On the left my new indoor baby, turtle string, the tiny leaves are so cute. And on the right, tulips are starting to pop up in my garden.

Hope you had a wonderful winter and are enjoying the new season.

W3 – Dandelions

dandelions
yellow beauties 
lawn tiny wishes
shattering spells of joy
smiles

dandelions
unwanted weeds
lawn spreading annoyance
shattering spells of distress
angry

First time writing an Elfchen poem (see the instructions below). This form was suggested by Sadje. She asked us to write one poem and another one opposing the first one.

Dandelions are my favourite wildflower, so the first poem is really what I meant about them. However, I know some people that really hate them.

An elevenie (German: elfchen) is a short poem with a given pattern. It contains eleven words which are arranged in a specified order over five rows. Each row has a requirement that can vary.

Joining W3 – Elfchen (Elevenie) poem

W3 – Roses

dried red rose

Roses. My fave flowers always. I enjoy each phase of them, since the tiny blossoms to the later stage when the petals start to fall off. I dry the ones that are really special to me. I’ve been doing it for many years. This one above is a Valentine’s Day gift from around 10 years ago. It has dried beautifully, I realized that the red and yellow ones are perfect for the drying process.

This week W3 prompt is about our favourite flower and spring. I opted for a butterfly cinquain to express my feelings for the roses. Nothing as flowers and butterflies to represent spring.

roses
the young blossoms 
mature to perfection 
the bright colours and soft perfume 
senses
awakening with radiance
luxurious petals
breezy or dry
passion

Joining W3 – favourite flower


			

Birthday

It’s my birthday and my garden for sure knows how to make me smile. All the tulips are blooming in both front and back gardens.

A gratitude list is perfectly fine for today:

  • I’m drinking my coffee, writing this blog post and looking at the beautiful birthday card hubby and the kids gave me this morning
  • I’m taking the day off from work
  • It’s raining and I’ll spend the day reading and writing
  • I’m feeling good and light
  • Latter, I’ll buy a cake and pizza to celebrate the day

I’d love if you also share what you are grateful for.

Have a wonderful day yourself!

renewal

first tulip of the season in my garden
searching
magical wings
wandering without zeal
reaching the top and looking down
weakness
I'm powerless against the will
random resolution
time to renew
deep breath

As the first tulips start to bloom in my garden, I know it’s time to renew, to make changes, to let go of things that aren’t worth keeping and welcome the new, the possibilities, to make decisions, not always the best ones, but the ones that my body and mind are craving.

Tanka Tuesday this week is about Easter, with a flower image as inspiration. I’ve chosen a butterfly cinquain as a form for my poem, nothing better than a butterfly to remind us of rebirth, renewal, and transformation.

March is here

Looking forward for a new month full of inspiration and colours. My tiny journal is getting chubby, not much as I expected, February was a slow journaling month, hoping to catch up in March.

Today I woke up with a feeling of excitement, spring is coming but at the same time a feeling of missed opportunities: Did I learn all of the lessons from winter? Did I enjoy all its coziness? Did I dive inwards and really connected to myself? …My questions started with DID, it’s the past, now let me look ahead, to all the new possibilities of growth and blooming.

And you? How are you feeling about the change of the seasons?

Wishing you a flourishing new month, Spring or Autumn, both bring colours to the Earth.

In March winter is holding back and Spring is pulling forward.
Something holds and something pulls inside of us too.
Jean Hersey

Haibun – a smear of jam

First sprouts for this year!

A smear of jam on my white shirt, the school uniform I always complained about.

Now, after many years, better to say, many decades, I miss that time. I miss the lightness portrayed in my memories when the worries were the exams and friendships.

The breakfast and lunch were always ready before and after school, as well as delicious snacks to take with me. Peanut butter and jam were savoured in hurry between laughs and books.

The smear of jam on my white shirt was inevitable. 

No worries, the shirt would be washed as soon as I got home. 

sprouting memory
a forgotten smear of jam
shift in the season

Joining Tanka Tuesday – Synonyms only – Change & Grow and have chosen shift and sprouting for the Haiku

Joining Carrot Ranch 99-word challenge – a smear of jam – the text only (99 words)

spring party

on my way yesterday – a rainy day

in that one moment 
when snow turns into rain
the trees smile
Nature gets ready for the Spring party
flowers, birds songs, lots of sunshine
i feel lightness in the air

after the harsh winter
rain feeds the soil and the roots
Earth fragrance is wonderful
the sun wakes up earlier and goes to sleep later
bicycles and skates are everywhere
garden preparations must start
flowers and vegetable beds

it’s time for renewing
both soul and body
in that one moment
when snow turns into rain
thank you, Nature, for the opportunity
to start over and enjoy your gifts

Joining Carrot Ranch 99-word challenge – a love letter to nature

Joining Reena’s Xploration Challenge – in that one moment