A Dog’s Life in Haiku

Our family dog Bud–now departed–would often spend hours lying beside the pond where he would observe our resident frog, turtle, and goldfish. His eyes told me all I needed to know–that he was feeling the deep joy and love for all living things that we often feel, when we allow ourselves to leave our cars, work, and homes behind for the great outdoors. We miss him still. He died in the spring of 2005. Two of the three haiku captions are, of course, written from what I imagined would have been his inexpressible observations and feelings.

Beside the Pond

Two curious souls
Face each other, and wonder–
Is this mindfulness?

Goldfish–once timid–
Swim across the reflection
Of his smiling face.

Basking on a rock—
Turtle eyes his reflection
Then plays hide and seek.

Bohemians of Spring

March 23, 2015

For those of us living in Nova Scotia, these last two months have been unusual in that we’ve had several major snowstorms.  As I wrote in an earlier post, “remedies for winter blues” often arrive unannounced and unexpected; I can now count my first sightings ever of Bohemian Waxwings among them.  Harbingers of spring?  Let’s hope so!

Harbingers of Spring
(Oh, no!  Not more snow!)

Tipsy as they land,
Bohemian Waxwings flock
To my apple tree;
Feasting on fermented fruit,
Flaunting yellow-banded wings.

 

 

Crab Apple Boughs in Spring

 

 

The Buds of May

Pink pearls, now in bloom,
Hang in drifts of snowy white–
Wafting spring’s sweet scent.