1871. changing the shape of things

 

woods shape’s hard to change

yet when i soften my mind

the world seems to change 🦊❤️

In the grove of Japanese Maples we saw a group of young students sitting silently on the ground, writing on tablets.  Their teachers stood watching.  Yulan asked, “Are the kids writing haiku?” The teacher said, “No, They are coming up with ways to change the shape of wood which is hard.”  Yulan told the teacher that for some reason she thought they would be writing haiku. She told her that we write haiku.  Then the teacher asked me to quikly come up with a haiku that she could share with the children regarding changing the shape of wood. Today’s haiku is what I composed when put on the spot! 🦊❤️ 

1870. dr. seuss

 

with bamboo clapping

a new dr. seuss character

making its debut 🦊❤️

When I saw this along the trail I could not help but think of Dr. Seuss.. 🦊❤️

1869. faux furnace

mornings chill and dark

the fall into fall deepens

my fake stove warms me 🦊❤️

 I love fall. Morning are dark and night’s chill linger into start of the day. My little fake stove makes it all the more wonderful. 🦊❤️

1868. lazy looking

 

on this blus’try morn

red’ning tree full of sparrows

with soft gaze they’re there 🦊❤️

Warning: What follows may be politically incorrect. 

As I sat lazily looking out of my window wondering what I should write about in today’s post, the rusting Maple tree came alive suddenly.  Handfuls of  hidden sparrows started conducting a  “Chinese Firedrill” as they moved from branch to branch then disappeared again - proving again that a patient soft gaze often reveals what’s below the surface of things.  A good strategy to employ in this era of artificial intelligence and fabricated reality.  🦊❤️

1867. airworthy

 

i watched from above

how perfectly you spun ‘round

floating down, down, down 🦊❤️

There is a Sugar Maple tree right beside my balcony. As the leaves fall, the balcony is covered with “seed helicopters”. I started picking them up and released them one at a time from the balcony. How perfectly they spun to the ground  I could not help but ponder the amazing perfection of their design and how brilliant was their delivery system that takes them to earth for propagation. 🦊❤️   

1866. battling

 

battling to the death

two fierce forest behemoths

nightmares made of this 🦊❤️

During our hike today, Yulan spotted this fierce battle between two tree monsters.  What a Halloween sighting. She was kind enough to let me use the scene for my post today!! 🦊❤️

1865. design

 

on the forest’s floor

nature’s designs on display

like this mushroom’s spots 🦊❤️

There is order even in the midst of chaos.  Just look at the forest’s floor. 🦊❤️