For the month of March, Paula (Lost in Translation) invites us to share images that illustrate one of five words – buffet, equine, gleaming, jagged, and lacustrine – within photos or photos that reflect each of the words.
I chose lacustrine which Merriam-Webster defines as: relating to, formed in, living in, or growing in lakes. The Roget’s International Thesaurus identifies lacustrine as: lake dweller, pile dweller or builder, laker.
Beginning with a poem written by Li Po:
The harvest moon is burning the waters of South Lake. Driving alone, I lean down to pick white lotus lilies.
Fierce desire pulls me… I yearn to tell them of my passion. Alas, my boat floats away at mercy of the moving current. My heart looks back in sadness.
~Li Po (cited: Trans: Anonymous. The Jade Flute. The Gutenberg Project)
And then a sharing of more music by Christine and the Queens…
May your spring be filled with days of laughter, pastel colors, awakening, family, friends, wellness, and hope.
“…each moment gives rise to the next, this is because that is. We do not exist in isolation; there is nothing that exist by itself alone.” (cited: Brother Phap Hai, Nothing to it.
On a pitch-dark
night road
I get lost
watching the moon
set behind the faraway mountain. Ryokan (cited: Trans. K Tanahashi, Sky Above, Great Wind)
Clouds drifting off:
the sight of
moonlit heavens ~Kizan (cited: Trans. Y. Hoffman, Japanese Death Poems)
Even more
because of being alone
the moon is a friend ~Buson (cited: Trans: Y Sawa & E M Shiffert, Haiku Master Buson)
This week’s lens-artists photo challenge is hosted by Tina (Travels and Trifles) who invites us to share some of those special moments that have taken our breath away.
Glossy branches of jasper,
A sprinkling of early blossoms,
Touched up by snow bring,
The first tidings of spring.Soft and delicate in her new make-up,
Fragrant face half showing,
She emerges in the middle of the courtyard--A beauty in the flower of youth fresh from her bath.
Like the morning moon, Cold, unpitying was my love. And since we parted, I dislike nothing so much As the breaking light of day. ~Mibu no Tadamine
morning light
In the peaceful light Of the ever-shining sun In the days of spring, Why do the cherry’s new-blown blooms Scatter like restless thoughts? ~Ki no Tomonori
morning light
This week Amy invites photographers to share their work using natural light.
Regret that dropping sun’s dusk;
Love this cold stream’s clearness.
Western beams follow flowing water;
Stir a ripple in wandering person’s mind.
Idly sing, gazing at cloudy moon;
Song done—sound of tall pines
~ Li Po (Translated: Arthur Waley, The Poet Li Po The Project Gutenberg
Nikon D750 f/3.2 1/1600s 40mm
Pale green night and flowers all melting into one in the soft haze– Everywhere the moon, glimmering in the Spring night ~The Sarashina Diary (cited: Court Ladies of Old Japan)
Nikon 750 f/3.2 1/1600s 40mm
Wait on, never forsake your hope, For when the plum-tree is in flower Even the unpromised, the unexpected, will come to you. ~The Sarashina Diary (cited: Court Ladies of Old Japan)
Nikon D750 f/3.5 1/800 40mm
morning-glories softly floating… in the teacup ~Issa (cited: haikuguy.com)
Nikon D750 f/3.5 1/1000s 40mm
Hop on over to Leya‘s to share your interpretation of Soft
Dragonfly wings ... shining silken garments. Now my heart is aching. Who will give it rest?
Young Dragonfly wings ... rich embroidered garments. Now my heart is aching. Who will give it peace?
Dragonfly bursting its cocoon ... plain white linen garments. Now my hearts aching. Who will give it love?
~The Book of Songs (cited: Anonymous,The Jade Flute. Project Gutenberg
I have seen a road that wanders in green shade, that runs through sweet fields of flowers. My eyes have traveled there, and journeyed far along that cool fine road.But I will never really walk that road; it does not really lead to where she lives.
When she was born, they bound her little feet with leather bands; my beloved never walks the road of shade and flowers.
When she was born, they bound her little heart with leather bands; my beloved never listens to my song. ~Anonymous (cited: Various Authors, The Jade Flute Chinese Poems in Prose. The Project Gutenberg
This weeks lens-artists photo challenge is hosted by Sheetalwho invites us to “show us the things you love that makes your world spin or things about your world that make you delirious with joy.”
An afternoon drive through Poudre Canyon for a lunch in Walden, Colorado. Or better yet, having lunch in Walden while on a camping trip through the Rocky Mountains.
The Poudre Canyon is a narrow verdant canyon, approximately 40 miles long, on the upper Cache la Poudre River in Larimer County, Colorado in the United States. The canyon is a glacier-formed valley through the foothills of the Front Range of the Rocky Mountains northwest of Fort Collins.
watching the river through a window of trees… spring rain falls ~ Issa (cited: haikuguy.com)
Cache la Poudre River
Driving west through the canyon, one will be enticed to pull off the road to view the clouds traveling across Cameron Peak. Cameron Peak is within the Medicine Bow Mountains which are a mountain range in the Rocky Mountains that extend for 100-mile from northern Colorado into southern Wyoming.
a glimpse of moon over my home village… then clouds ~ Issa (cited: haikuguy.com)
Cameron Peak
A westerly Sunday drive through Poudre Canyon will invite you to stop for lunch in the small town of Walden, Colorado. Walden is located in Jackson County, an amazing sub-alpine valley in Northern Colorado.
evening’s fall colors– the rainbow in the valley fades away ~ Issa (cited: haikuguy.com)
As of the 2010 census, the population of Walden was 1,394; the fourth least populated in the state of Colorado.
white clouds of mist blow away… the village’s mountain ~ Issa (cited: haikuguy.com)
The county contains the Never Summer Wilderness, the 71,000-acre Colorado State Forest, and the Arapapho National Wildlife Refuge.
this mountain rain and the deer’s tears must be mingling ~ Issa (cited: haikuguy.com)
welcome to Walden
During the summer of 2020, the Cameron Peak fire began about 25 miles east of Walden and 15 miles southwest of Red Feather Lakes near Cameron Pass. It is reported that this fire burnt 208,663 acres (326 sq mi.) through the Arapaho and Roosevelt National Forests in Larimer and Jackson Counties and Rocky Mountain National Park. The fire became the largest wildfire in Colorado history.
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