1019. sensual symphony

from deep down within

fragrant, colorful music

flows into my mind 🦊❤️

When I looked at the Catalpa Tree blossoms I was floored by the exquisite markings of deep yellow and violet that seemed to be flowing outward from deep within their delicate bodies. The markings struck me as gentle music being played accompanied by a sweet fragrance.  A symphony enjoyed by my eyes and nose. 🦊❤️

 

1018. in the middle of things

bold greens hovering

timid, gentle greens laying low

white blooms in between 🦊❤️

More and more I am discovering that what is right smack dab in front of my eyes is a haiku waiting to be counted out on my fingers… 5-7-5. 🦊❤️

 

1017. blossoms on a creek

on fluid green leaves

white catalpa blossoms drift

toward the sky downstream 🦊❤️

There is nothing more peaceful than watching the interplay of water and all that surrounds it. It is like a magic canvas. 🦊❤️

 

1016. another dawn

the tinder’s been sparked

now setting the woods ablaze 

another sunrise 🦊❤️

 The glow of the sunrise now has to creep its way through the lush cover of leaves in the woods. It reminds me of the way that glowing tinder grows and sets a campfire ablaze. Quite unlike the bold daily appearance of the fiery giant when the trees are bare. The endless variety of experiences in nature is awesome… if we allow our minds to be entertained. 🦊❤️

 

1015. first friday

an old beatle’s song

fills the ears of a young lad

mem’ries fill my mind 🦊❤️

We are lucky to live in an area that has  a few towns with “Mainstreets” that are vital and active. Last evening we strolled through the “First Friday” celebration of our favorite town of Ambler. We saw a little boy enjoying a local musician playing an old Beatle’s song. I tried to remember where I was in life when the song was popular. 🦊❤️  

 

1014. crash landing

a toy crash landed

a curious sight to see

made me stop and think 🦊❤️

When I saw a little toy sea plane that had crash landed on the side of the road, it really caught my attention. It reminded me of a toy I might have as a kid. It also made me think about how physically and emotionally tired I felt after our 10 day race adventure in Vermont.  May Day! May Day! Crash Landing! Lol 🦊❤️ 

 

1013. like a saw blade

the mountain’s outline

like the teeth of a saw blade

sharp and dangerous 🦊❤️

I had lots of time to look at the mountains that the runners were climbing and descending for 10 days. As the days unfolded, their green beauty took on a sinister look in my mind as I watched the runners slowly being worn down by their unrelenting rawness.  That is what makes this type of trail running so challenging. 🦊❤️