
Fujifilm X-T4 … f6.4 1/350s 41.1mm 160 ISO Edited: Capture One

Fujifilm X-T4 … f6.4 1/350s 41.1mm 160 ISO Edited: Capture One
while they were away
leaves pile up
in the gardens of the gods ~Basho

Fujifilm X-TR. F/4. 1/680 s. 16.5 mm. 160 ISO

your dad, uncle, and grandpa …. not quite touching the green leaves half-way to the top of a tree. Though, I do imagine an ant would believe it touched the blue-blue sky.
Nearby a yellow garden spider lunching on a white butterfly … sunflower yellow.
Fuji X-T4 … f/4 . 1/750 . 32.5mm . 160 ISO Edited: Capture One

Not for stilts
but as a cane
bamboo serves me now,
I who call to mind
the games of childhood ~Saigyo (BW, Poems of a Mountain Home)

Seventy-one!
How did
a dewdrop last? ~Kigen (YH, Japanese Death Poems)

How few our years of golden youth! How certain our gray years of age! ~Emperor Wu-ti
(The Jade Flute, Various; The Project Gutenberg Ebook)

Wind Kisses invites photographers to share images reflective of their relationship with over the hill.

Fujifilm X-T4 … f/6.4 … 1/100s … 65.2mm … 640 ISO, edited: Capture One
As banked clouds
are swept apart
by the wind at dawn
the cry of the first wild geese
winging over the mountain ~Saigyo*

Sony RX1003 … F/3.5 … 1/100s … 8.8 mm … 80 ISO
*cited: Trans: Burton Watson, Poems of a Mountain Home


looking back … looking forward


looking down … looking up


sitting … walking


emerging … emergent
Images posted in response to Tina’s (Travels and Trifles) invitation to share opposites.
even on a day
when heaven and earth are still
ants hurry onwards ~ Mitsuhashi Takajo*

iPhone 7 … f/1.8 1/2083s 78mm 20 ISO: Edited Snapseed
Makoto Ueda, Far Beyond the Field

Nikon D750 … f/4.2 1/1600s 45mm
Hop on over to Amy’s (The World is a Book) to join this week’s photo challenge; every little thing.

Migration: submitted in response to Tina’s Lens-Artists photo challenge – The Rule of Thirds
Nikon D750 … f/4.5 1/2000s 85mm

Poudre Trail: Sony RX100 … f/3.5 8.5mm 1/400s 80 ISO
Rapidly tonight my boat floats down the river under a cloud-dappled sky. I look into the water; it is as clear as the night. When clouds float past the moon, I seem them floating in the river, and feel I am rowing in the sky.
I think of my love … mirrored so in my heart. ~Tu Fu*

sun-tipped blossom submitted in response to Cee’s flower of the day photo challenge
*cited: The Jude Flute Gutenberg.org
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