Haibun

  

                                                    April 

All the pastels of spring.  In the sky, in the leaves, in the grass and flowers. The air, washed clean by rain, smells fresh with the richness of wet soil.  Early blustery winds have been gentled into soft breezes.                                                           

                                                cherry blossoms–

                                                remembering the ruffles
                                                on a pink dress

Frogpond, summer 2012