The last three prompts on the NaHaiWriMo Facebook group were van life, snails, and okra. I wrote a haiku for each but they felt “more right” (if you’ll pardon the poor grammar) strung together as a senryu-ish poetical micro-story.
The first August prompt from NaHaiWriMo: mountain letterbox. The precursor to geocaching, letterboxing has a fascinating history! According to the article, it first started in the mid-19th century among the peat bogs of England. Letterboxing relies on finding your inner Sherlock Holmes and being willing to “solve riddles . . . use landmarks, maps, compasses . . and . . . perseverance.” Let the treasure hunt begin!
Ever feel hen-pecked by life? Yeah – me, too. With one red crayon, I could cross the last month off as a total loss and never look back. And yet . . . it’s good to remember growth pains are transitory. Stage setting. Nest leaving. Vista enhancing. Peace will be found. And lost. And found again. The feathered friends visiting my feeder show that each day.
my Sunday morning peace . . .
with some sugar and cream
it swirls back ‘round
This was a fun one to write to the NaHaiWriMo prompt: possibilities. I spent a bit of time revisiting the science and art of the summer solstice and the sun’s path, and then considered migratory restlessness and which south-flying bird fit my morning mood. The picture is one I took a few summer’s ago at the WWI Stonehenge Memorial overlooking the Columbia River. And there you have it!