When I take the path
To Tago’s coast, I see
Perfect whiteness laid
On Mount Fuji’s lofty peak
By the drift of falling snow. ~Yamabe no Akahito*
*cited:Kuniyoship Project

When I take the path
To Tago’s coast, I see
Perfect whiteness laid
On Mount Fuji’s lofty peak
By the drift of falling snow. ~Yamabe no Akahito*
*cited:Kuniyoship Project

All that I waited for:
blossoms, glowing leaves,
then this morning, snow. ~Sanjonishi Sanetaka*

Nikon D50: f/10 1/320s 55mm
*cited: SD Carter, Haiku Before Haiku
John (Johnbo) invites lens-artists photographers to share their images of winter.
What is in front of my eyes
changes into a scene of the past —
a winter shower!
~Buson (Y Sawa & E Shiffert, Haiku Master Buson)


Memories are priceless…some are like hot chocolate and cozy socks on a chilly night. Others, not so much … prickly needles.
This week as I watched videos of the winter storm in the Sierra Nevada memories of a particular winter in Iowa when the wind chill was reported to be 60 below zero visited for a moment or two. They were then replaced with memories of family photos of the winter in Portola, California when the snow fall was recorded at 9 feet.

Even though January is my birth month, I often experience the winter blues in January as it is usually the longest, coldest, darkest month of the year. Not so this year in Northeastern Colorado. “Snow,” I ask, “where are those new snow-making memories?”
Not for stilts
but as a cane
bamboo serves me now,
I who call to mind
the games of childhood.
~Saigyo (B Watson, Poems of a Mountain Home)
In the aging house,
crookedness of the door being straightened,
a spring-like winter day.
~Buson (Y Sawa & E Shiffert, Haiku Master Buson)

Today, I like the word Wintering (the act of staying at a place throughout the winter) as it has an underlying message of being at…rest, peace. A seasonal nap time.

February has within it whispers of spring, It also–like November–is a time of heavy snow storms and cabin fever.

green leaves of spring,
harvest moon in autumn,
cool breezes in summer,
snow in winter …
A mind not clouded by ignorance,
the seasons of home.

Everything changes and nothing lasts forever
images submitted in response to slow shutter speed’s lens-artists challenge: weather. Weather is a specific event—like a rainstorm or hot day—that happens over a few hours, days or weeks. Climate is the average weather conditions in a place over 30 years or more.
First snow! I see it young every winter,
Yet my face grows old
As Winter comes. ~ The Diary of Izumi Shikibu*

*cited: Trans: Annie Shepley Omori & Kochi Doi Diaries of Court Ladies of Old Japan

midwinter bathing–
his head, the moon
in the water ~Issa (haikuguy.com)

fujifilm X T4: f16 . 1/1000s . 80mm . 1250 ISO
this aged soul wonders,
as you wander through my dreams,
would I be in yours?

Fujifilm X-T4: f/16 . 1/1000 s . 80 mm . -1.7 ev . 640 ISO
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