While cutting down the rice,
the little weeds with autumn
sunlight on them.
~Buson (cited: Y Sawa & EM Shiffert, Haiku Master Buson)

While cutting down the rice,
the little weeds with autumn
sunlight on them.
~Buson (cited: Y Sawa & EM Shiffert, Haiku Master Buson)


Sony RX-1003 f/2.8 1/250s 25.7mm 80 ISO
A weaving of past and present, known and unknown, interconnected threads has come together to gift you with autumn.
Post submitted in response to Travel with Intent’s
Six Word Saturday challenge.
Communities in the Four Corners — where the borders of Colorado, Utah, New Mexico and Arizona meet — have been bouncing between desperately dry and record-breaking moisture since the winter of 2017, forcing people dependent on the reliability and predictability of water to adapt
“We’ve set records almost every year, good or bad. So hot, so dry. So much snow, the river’s too high. It’s just incredibly bipolar”
Luke Runyon, KUNC . “Climate Whiplash Test Four Corners Communities’ Ability to Adapt.” October 9, 2019.






Land Acknowedment:
Colorado State University acknowledges, with respect, that the land we are on today is the traditional and ancestral homelands of the Arapaho, Cheyenne, and Ute Nations and Peoples. This was also a site of trade, gathering, and healing for numerous other native tribes. We recognize the indigenous peoples as original steward of this land and all the relatives within it. As these words of acknowledgment are spoken and heard, the ties nations have to their traditional homelands are renewed and reaffirmed.

Going through the gate,
I am so a wanderer
this twilight in autumn.
~Buson (Trans: Y Sawa & EM Shiffert, Haiku Master Buson)

compared to last year,
this has been even more loneliness —
autumn evening.
~Buson (Trans: Y Sawa & EM Shiffert, Haiku Master Buson
it stirs the soul
of even
the most
indifferent person —
first autumn winds.
~Saigyō

Week 37 Story Telling: Seasons (The weather is changing! Find inspiration in the seasons.)

Image submitted in response to Dogwood Photography’s annual 52-week photography challenge.
Sitting quietly, doing nothing,
Spring comes, and the grass grows by itself. Zenrin Kushû (The Way of Zen)

In the aging house,
crookedness of the door being straightened,
a spring-like winter day.
~Buson (Y Sawa & E Shiffert, Haiku Master Buson)

Walking on, walking on,
things wondered about — springtime,
where has it gone on too?
~Buson (Y Sawa & E Shiffert, Haiku Master Buson)

On the shortest path,
stepping through water to cross
in the summer rains.
~Buson (Y Sawa & E Shiffert, Haiku Master Buson)

No trail to follow
where the teacher has wandered off —
the end of autumn
~Buson (Y Sawa & E Shiffert, Haiku Master Buson)

and then… Vivaldi’s Four Seasons
An artistic journey through the seasons….a lens-artist’s challenge offered by Tina.



Nikon D750 f/5.6 1//400s 300mm 640 ISO
When spring escapes
freed from being huddled in winter’s sleep,
the birds that had been stilled
burst into song.
The buds that had been hidden
burst into flower.
The mountains are so thickly forested
that we cannot reach the flowers
and the flowers are so tangled with vines
that we cannot pick them.
When the maple leaves turn scarlet
on the autumn hills,
it is easy to gather them
and enjoy them.
We sigh over the green leaves
but leave them as they are.
That is my only regret–
so I prefer the autumn hills.
~Princess Nukada – 7th Century (K Rexroth I Atsumi, The Burning Heart*)
*note: Princess Nukada lived in the later half of the 7th Century. She was the daughter of Prince Kagami, wife and the favorite of Emperor Temmu.
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