Thank you Cee for the invitation to share the beauty of blossoms.
fotd: september 1, 2021 dahlia
nature
silent sunday
cbwc: large subjects
My entry for Cee’s black and white challenge: to share how to an ant…a single flower can be a very large subject.
cmmc: august macro
macro image of a bit of autumn within summer submitted in response to Cee’s midweek madness challenge.
I once read that climate change could also be referred to as “crazy weather.”
silent sunday
lens-artists photo: it is a wonderful world
My friend is lodging high in the Eastern Range,
Dearly loving the beauty of valleys and hills.
At Green Spring he lies in the empty woods;
And is still asleep when the sun shines on high.
A pine-tree wind dusts his sleeves and coat;
A pebbly stream cleans his heart and ears.
I envy you, who far from strife and talk
Are high-propped on a pillow of blue cloud. ~ Li Po*
A summer’s sprinkle
A spring snowstorm
It is a wonderful world…Amy (The World is a Book)
*(cited: Arthur Waley, The Poet Li Pl Gutenberg Project
a spring photo walk
The sweet smell of the south wind can calm the tempers of my people.
The sweet rain of the south wind can nourish the grain-fields of my people.
~ Anonymous*
*(cited in Trans: Anonymous. The Jade Flute Chinese Poems in Prose. The Project Gutenberg Ebook)
lens-artists photo challenge: spots and dots
like little dots
little billows in a row…
little clouds ~Issa (cited: haikuguy.com)
making the park
a vacation spot…
spring trees
Leya invites photographers to explore and enjoy different interpretations of two little words: Spots and Dots
leaves
The grass does not refuse
To flourish in the spring wind;
The leaves are not angry
At falling through the autumn sky.
Who with whip or spur
Can urge the feet of Time?
The things of the world flourish and decay,
Each at its own hour. ~Li Po (cited: Trans: A Waley & B Li, The Poet Li Po. Project Gutenberg Ebook)
lens-artists photo challenge: special moments
“…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.
be safe, be well, and be sage.
departing tears
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
remembering Margret
Looking backward ... I cannot see the ancients of days. Looking forward ... I cannot see ages yet to come. Only heaven and earth have remained, And will remain forever ... I am alone, I grieve, I drop tears into the dust ~Chen Tzu-ang
(cited: Trans: Anonymous, The Jade Flute Chinese Poems in Prose. The Project Gutenberg
a meditative journey 
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