2041. catch me if i fall

 

dare i get closer

if i do i just might fall

from up here to there 🦊❤️

I love the butterflies that erupt in my stomach whenever I get too close to the edge. 🦊❤️

2040. don quixote is my hero

 

some would say it’s nuts

to water a hopeless cause

but someone has to… 🦊❤️

It has been a couple of months since we spotted a tiny tree sprouting from a crack in a large parking lot. It continues to hang in there. We are now watering it to keep it going in this hot weather. Quite a silly undertaking… but somebody has to do it! 🦊❤️

2039. observer

 

walking lost in thought

the ground passing underfoot

you quietly watch 🦊❤️

Time and time again I am pleasantly startled by deer standing quietly, watching my every move as I pass quietly by. 🦊❤️

2038. thank you rob

 

insidious foe

your three shiny leaves of woe

forever prowling 🦊❤️

As I was sitting in my comfortable chair on a lazy Sunday morning, I thought, “I have no photo to post on my haiku blog - oh what should I do?” At that very moment my good friend Rob texted me the above picture with the comment, “Can’t stop poison ivy!!!” Perfect timing Rob. Thank you!! 🦊❤️

2037. life’s puzzles

 

on a quiet stroll

the missing puzzle pieces

can often be found 🦊❤️

When you are having a difficult time understanding the “whole picture” of life’s many puzzles, a quiet, solo walk will often help you find the picture’s missing pieces! 🦊❤️

2036. rivers flow here

 

still beating the odds

an asphalt bound tree sprouting

nurtured by rivers 🦊❤️

A few weeks ago I posted a picture and haiku about a tiny tree that was growing in a crack of a very busy parking lot. We check on it every time we pass the area on our walks. I was especially fascinated by the network of little rivers in the asphalt that are nurturing its fragile existence.  🦊❤️

2035. miraculous none the less

 

birds filling the sky

living their inner bird lives

not all birds will fly 🦊❤️

When I saw the lifeless body of a newly hatched bird, the gift of life was magnified in my mind. Its short, flightless life remains as miraculous as those lives flying overhead. 🦊❤️