Fri PM Hellcat Trail Plum Island
The honeysuckle bushes are leafing all over the place. It’s like green popcorn throughout the woodland section of this trail. Looking closely, you can see the little leaves busting out of buds and beginning their photosynthetic lives of light and carbon dioxide. Each one is like a child. Everything is there. And green! Already nature’s gold is gone here, and Frost would talk of the inevitable decline in store for each one of these little darlings. He can be so unzenlike.
ON INTO WINTER
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I had thought to end the autumn season with Kigin’s “shape of the wind”
hokku, but a reader in Japan then sent me a new verse that seemed quite
appropriate...
2 weeks ago

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