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Words of old-- whispered today by wind in the reeds. ~Shōhaku (cited: Trans: S Carter, Haiku before Haiku)

From bare brush along a mountain path-- the sound of frost ~Shinkei (cited: Trans: S Carter, Haiku before Haiku)

Fallen to the ground like those words of old-- glowing leaves ~Inko (cited: Trans: S Carter, Haiku before Haiku)

Travels and Trifles invites photographers to share what they find interesting about a chosen subject. This post represents current work with double exposure as an avenue to open myself to the beauty of the imperfect, impermanent, and incomplete qualities of late autumn.

initially posted on November 20, 2016

Nikon D750 f/7.1 1/400s 85mm 900 ISO
initially posted on November 19, 2018
the neighborhood’s
relaxation spot…
the tree’s deep shade ~Issa (cited: haikuguy.com)


hazy night–
people listening
to heavenly music ~Issa (cited: haikuguy.com)


the mountain bees, too
yearn to live there…
town of people ~Issa (cited: haikuguy.com)

A historical journey through my neighborhood…images and haiku posted in response to this week’s Lens-Artists Challenge: Found in the Neighborhood.
More precious than jewels and gold spread under the sky-- your visit at the beginning of spring. ~Ryokan (cited: Trans K Tanahashi, Sky Above Great Wind)




This month’s Thursday’s Special Pick a Word Challenge words are: aureate, canine, consecrated, deciduous, desolate.
We promised to see each other when rice is transplanted. Already autumn wind is blowing through yellow leaves ~Ryokan (cited: Trans: K Tanahashi, Sky Above Great Wind)

O Sun that rose in the eastern corner of Earth,
Looking as though you came from under the ground,
When you crossed the sky and entered the deep sea,
Where did you stable your six dragon-steeds?
Now and of old your journeys have never ceased:
… ~Li Po (cited: gutenberg.org)

I did not sleep, gazing at the moon all night
But the dawning of the day
Was in whiteness of hoar-frost. ~Izumi Shikibu (cited: Diaries of Court Ladies of Old Japan)

the early sun
reaches the valley…
roses of Sharon ~Issa (cited: haikuguy.com)

Anvica’s Gallery is hosting this week’s lens-artist’s photo challenge: the sun will come out tomorrow
I cast the brush aside
from here on I’ll speak to the moon
face to face
~Koha*
*cited:
initially posted in November 2014
A full moon!
In the Sacred Fountain Garden
a fish is dancing
~Buson*
Visit The Daily Post at Word Press to view additional photos submitted for this week’s challenge: Let there be light!
*cited in:
Haiku Master Buson
Yuki Sawa & Edith Shiffert
image initially posted in November, 2013
For the third submission to Robin’s photo challenge, Seeing Differently, I decided to walk about the Colorado State University’s Flower Trial Garden with a Nikon D750 and a Nikon Macro 40 mm lens with an intention to look for repeating patterns.
The Flower Trial Garden sets aside about 20,000 square feet for planting annuals from late May through October. This color-filled garden is located across the street from the University’s Center for the Arts and even though the garden is about research it does offer an inviting environment for both students and non-students, alike.
I find that my eye generally tends to favor black and white images: yet, the color version of the image seems more dramatic and gentle to the eye. What are your thoughts?


initially posted in October, 2016
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