Harbingers of Spring
The last two weeks of February we had a couple of 70° days, followed by cold rains. I hear there were sightings of bears. They were awakened early by the sun. Anything like me, I bet they are still awake. Friday we had a nor’easter come through with wet snow and high winds. There’s another on its way on Wednesday. March is here.
Today we put out the suet blocks on the empty trees for the woodpeckers and we have filled the bird feeder. I am thinking this may be the last round. Spring is on all fours and hungry. They won’t retreat. Neither will the growth both above and deep in the ground. Onward, upward they come.
Like a timid child
Spring buds under winters cloak
Haibun Monday at dVerse. Prompt is:
One of the most promising signs of a soon-to-be spring is the appearance of tiny buds on the trees. In Japanese the word pending is implied in the Kigo, No Ko Me--tree buds. The bud holds so much potential, the possibility of the tree becoming all that is was created to be.
Anticipation, hope, wonder, mystery are among many possible human responses to the appearance of buds on trees and how easy it is to find parallels in our own lives. As with most seasonal Kigos, there is a metaphoric richness contained within.