An early spring haibun for Frank Tassone’s haikai challenge.
Last night a barn owl fluttered, silent, moth-pale across the meadow. This morning hares raced round and round the house and the first babies toddled from their form when we blundered too close. Thrushes throng the high poplars filling the bare branches with song. Blackbirds battle.
last curled oak leaf
brown tenacious torn free
by spring’s first gust
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Beautiful imagery of the birth of a new season.
Thank you! It really feels as though the winter has run out of steam 🙂
Not sure about that. We are still bracing ourselves for another big freeze before spring shows its pretty blossoms.
For once, I’m going to pretend I believe the weather forecast.
The “song of spring” has arrived. 🙂 Oh my gosh, i am awaiting it for months. Thank you, Jane! That is great motivation too. Michael
It was wonderful to wake to see a hare ambling past the window, then another one, then another one! I love them 🙂
So true, Jane! It show life is back in nature.
I was afraid we wouldn’t see a hare again here as the fox ate one of them at the end of the year. But there were obviously spares 🙂
You have to give them asylum, buy a gun and shoot back. 😉 There could be a real chance, because today i heared Bordeaux could become a region of anarchists, very soon. LoL
From being a bourgeois paradise Bordeaux has become a hot bed of anarchy. Funny. Could be something to do with the number of people who have been booted out of their homes to make way for rich parisiens.
Yes, that could be possible. 😉 Everywhere the same issues with the rich. But nobody knows were they got their money from.
Usually from the poor…
Yes, and i think this procedure is the only global one today. ;-(
😦
Oh sorry, you meant the fox, not the hunters. Same procedure could be helpful. 😉
Yes, the foxes seem to have had more luck with their hunting than the human beings this season.
😉
Oh, I do love the spring and your haibun brings it ever closer! 🙂
I’ve noticed that things only slow down over the winter. They never actually grind to a halt. Every time there’s a bit of sun, the buds swell a bit more 🙂
Yes, you make a good point, Jane 🙂
It helps boost morale 🙂
Oh yes, I certainly feel a lot perkier! 🙂
🙂
And you get to see all that?
Just wonderful.
As the lady up the lane said yesterday, it’s isolated, lonely, and it’s a car journey just to get a loaf of bread, but when you look out of the window, it’s worth it.
I bet.
I love the images of spring birth here. It sounds so nice! Little baby hares toddling about–awwww (even though that owl is bound to get some of them).
We have snow and ice in our forecast starting late tonight and into Tuesday, I think.
Finbar found a half a baby yesterday morning. It had all gone this morning, but we saw its brother or sister crawling away over the grass. I did anyway. For a sighthound Finbar is remarkably selective about what he sees.
Finbar–so funny, Jane. 🙂
It’s true, he’s useless. Except for cat hunting.
He doesn’t have to be useful, he just has to be. 🙂
I’m glad he’s a useless hunter.
Yes.
Spring already.
Nice description of spring in the wings.
Thank you. For the moment it’s spring, but then part of spring is backsliding into winter again so I’m just enjoying this interlude 🙂
Lovely scene.
Thanks Ken, it was.
I really enjoyed your haibun. I can picture that curled brown leaf that lasted through the winter finally breaking free.
Thanks 🙂 It’s time to let go when the new growth starts pushing.
Spring is coming soon! I think it is interesting that some trees hold their leaves all winter!
Yes, it is. I can’t work out why unless it’s to protect the buds.
How happy I am when that last dried-up oak leaves unfurls and flies off to allow new buds to appear. Lovely image you bring us in such a small space of words.
Your spring is coming much sooner than mine!
Thank you! Everything is moving quickly now.
That does sound like spring! (K)
It looks like it too from here 🙂
Such vivid inages of spring, I love this Jane.😊
Pat
Thanks Pat 🙂 It’s lovely to see spring arriving.
Amazing images of your spring Jane!
We’re very close to the ‘outside’ here and I notice a lot of details I’d never have noticed in a more comfortable insulated house.
I love it Jane. How marvelous for you, except for the cold. 😉
Yes, I’d be pleased to see the back of the chilblains or perniosis as I recently learned is the proper name for the buggers.
Yikes- just read up on that.
One of the perks of having a rare blood disorder. Painful!
It sounds like it.
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#Haiku Happenings #6: Jane Dougherty’s latest #haibun for my current #haikai challenge!
Thank you, Frank 🙂
My pleasure, Jane! 🙂
Simply beautiful, Jane. Spring will be here before we know it.
Thanks Michelle. I sincerely hope so!