quite remarkable
being born human...
autumn dusk

~Kobayashi Issa 1811


...haiku is in the air, like the scent of burning wood...
The gloves and hats are back in circulation, no more barefoot running, I'm stacking the last of the winter wood, the barn is overfull with hay, the pastures are brown and the forest is quiet, BUT in the East it's turning spring. That's a comfort, there's something for everyone.