746. whistle while you work

at her disposal

many spools of pretty thread

i look on… she hums 🦊❤️

I had the pleasure of standing in the small studio of a woman who makes handmade clothing. There was nothing fancy or glitzy about the clothing she had made. But the shop seemed to be filled with  tranquility and her face was filled with contentment. I wonder if those wonderful qualities are sewn into her clothing for the wearers to experience?  I’ll bet that they are… 🦊❤️

 

745. reflecting on the half moon

half the moon swimming 

the other half flying high

“just my reflection”  🦊❤️

•••

the half moon looks down

“i’ve found my other half!”

“sigh… just my reflection” 🦊❤️

•••

half the moon floating

the other half soaring by

silly reflection… 🦊❤️

•••

photo of the moon

out there so far, far away

“i’ll reflect on you”… 🦊❤️

I was standing on a bridge looking at the half moon and its reflection on the river below. I took a photo.  It wasn’t such a good photo because the moon and its reflection were just teeny white dots.  But, I really wanted to write haiku about that scene so I poo-pooed my hesitancy to use the uninspiring photo as today’s photo prompt.  Lo and behold, four haiku suddenly appeared. The universe asked, “What did you learn?” 🦊❤️

 

744. delicate balance - happy labor day

 

texting like crazy

while perching on just two legs

a balancing act  🦊❤️

While walking around the absolutely bustling tourist area in New Hope last evening there were so many sights to see, noises to hear, and smells to smell. Yet… the most noteworthy sight to photograph for today’s haiku blog  was a young man posing as  a valet parker at a swanky eatery. He was adeptly texting while balancing himself on two legs of a stool. As we celebrate Labor Day today, let’s all remember that life/work balance is such a delicate, but oh so important thing to master. I think he has done it!!! 🦊❤️ 

743. the climb

three vines to the sky

which one shall i try to climb?

once upon a time…  🦊❤️

I was recently talking to a friend about high school wrestling practice and gym class and climbing the rope to the top of the gymnasium for exercise.    The next day I took special notice of three very substantial vines hanging from trees in the woods. I stood and relived the triumphant feeling I felt decades ago after making it to the top, touching the metal I-beam and looking down at the kids below. I even remembered the fingerprints in the dust on the metal ceiling beam left there by other triumphant climbers. Memories…🦊❤️

 

742. the things i see

an elephant’s ear

a jackson pollock painting

a heart in hiding  🦊❤️

I saw a beautiful leaf. As I continued to admire its colors and size I began to be reminded of other beautiful things.  I began counting syllable.  The 5-7-5 of haiku was immediately satisfied. I love when a haiku unfurls so easily. Just like the beautiful leaf. 🦊❤️

741. wisdom, courage and humility

standing beside you

we watch each other growing

older and wiser  🦊❤️

A wise teacher never stops being a student. A wise parent never ceases being a child. A wise person understands that it takes courage to be humble.  🦊❤️

 

740. our perfect star

 

found a pot of gold

and no rainbow was needed

just a hike was all  🦊❤️

How lucky we are to have our star sun so perfectly situated in this infinite cosmos.  We can watch its perfection and beauty rise up every morning. We can marvel at its return to earth every evening.  Talk about a lucky charm… talk about a pot of gold… talk about perfection… talk about beyond chance… 🦊❤️