#874 (#064)

tree buds to blossoms -

the awakening, the birth, 

of this time of year.

#32

when the air is cold,

your face feels like a fridge and

your fingers ice poles:

do not despair and shed tears,

find the one who’ll give you warmth.

#873 (#063)

remember that time?

a pheasant in the garden!

still makes me wonder…

#872

finally the sun

glistens on the swimming pool

and warms ev’ry bone 

#871 (#062)

i can't believe that,

so early on, i’m using

the kigo spring-like

#870

thunderbirds era

signs, tiles and wooden seats

at the swimming pool

#869 (#061)

i'll miss the pinkness

of that camellia bush

this time of each year