Fall weather has finally arrived in Southeast Texas, and I’ve been thinking a little about the seasons of the year as a metaphor for the seasons of life. Perhaps this is because of the death of my father this summer, followed by this first beautiful autumn without him. These thoughts formed the second and third line of the haiku below, which I carried around in my head for days without finding the right opening line. And than I saw this hauntingly beautiful autumn leaves art photo from The Storyteller blog, which almost sang out the first line to me and finished the haiku.
bittersweet beauty: autumn’s lingering farewell a foreshadowing
Thank you for the inspiration, Ray.
More Glover Gardens haiku is here, and more musings about autumn are here.
I love social media for the connections you make. I began posting my haiku about wildly irrelevant and sometimes meaningful topics on Facebook a few years ago, and it “took”. Sometimes I would get haiku in response. Sometimes, someone would post a haiku on their own page and tag me. This is how I came across this beautiful photo and the haiku below. Thank you, Casey Sullivan, for knowing that I would love this art you created. I think of it as the Sunrise Surprise.
As the sun rises I remember all my dreams And this day it gleams
I had the good fortune to be in London on a Saturday recently with free time to roam and a friend to share the journey.
Highgate Cemetery called to us, and we answered.
It was a typical London afternoon, cool and foggy, with the subtle air of mystery and contained excitement that the city always holds for me – just perfect for roaming through this “garden cemetery” that was opened almost 180 years ago and is home to the remains of over 170,000. It was awesome.
I’ll share more about Highgate Cemetery on another day, with some of the best pictures, but for now, just a few images with a haiku to set the stage. I hope you’ll see why this beautiful, rambling and nature-lush landmark was so enchanting, and how we longed to know the stories of the dead and those who grieve them.
here lies…mysteries stone tablet forget-you-nots forest of secrets
Cemeteries always become center stage during the Halloween season, but I don’t understand how anyone could see this nature- and memory-preserve as spooky. While it is a monument to thousands of deaths, it speaks of peace and memories, and even life.
I’m on a big ol’ work trip, with no time to blog and barely enough time to sleep. (Not complaining – I absolutely love my job!!) While work keeps my colleagues and me super-busy, on the evenings and weekends, the cameras and appetites are unstoppable! I’ll be revisiting these experiences and posting stuff in the days and weeks to come. For now, a haiku to accompany this photo, referencing my travel companion and colleague and our Saturday morning need for a “pick-me-up” in London.
we each need a jolt: a cappuccino for me; she – a diet coke.