June 14th. 2020 QUAR (Sunday)
Loneliness has been good company. It has allowed me to play solitaire with joy and frustration. And eventually urges me to water the plants, for better company.
Old man in the field
Tall grass welcomes summer breeze
Car honks going by
June 15th. 2020 QUAR
Social Distancing to save lives seems to be reasonable:
People seem to be gathering in a lightning storm without being grounded. I saw a bunch of them lined up to get an ice cream cone carrying bottled water. Holy shit! Watch out for the lightning.
Traffic was buzzing as I was leaving off the coast of Rye as I exhale coastal air; heading back to the mountains of Sandwich NH to inhale the rivers, ponds, and lakes. It is different “air”, but here in New Hampshire, neither would exist without the other.
I didn’t speedup, nor had to use my brakes too often, on my way home.
life is in color
each one has its own nature
mindful in the eye
June 16th 2020 QUAR
Father’s day is looming in between the sun and clouds. Each day, as I remember, was a celebration of love and birth.
Life is ongoing
Breaks the ground for a new born
Blooming where planted
I set out to explore an overgrown garden that a previous tenant had started. It still is a beautiful space that someone had lovingly taken care of. Flowers pop up any where they want- in between the tall grass and other nomadic residents.
I put on tick and mosquito repellent then sat down re-thinking my reason for wanting to walk in there. Starring into the old overgrown garden, I saw a path that seem to be inviting me. I got up and walked though it not disturbing anything.
“Let it be” they sang
summer shines before winter
clearing mind and breath
QUAR Notes: [Haibun Journal]
July 7, 2020 at 8:37 pm
Felt like I was looking at a daily journal. Wonderful!
July 7, 2020 at 6:33 pm
I love your fridge notes! They provide such a deep insight and understanding of life. 💝
July 7, 2020 at 2:02 pm
Thank you for sharing a bit of your life with us…I started a Covid journal, but it didn’t last long
July 6, 2020 at 10:16 am
Such sweet snippets of life
July 6, 2020 at 8:53 am
That is solitaire when the plants are your companions. Mine are the birds at the feeder. Let it be was my favorite.
July 5, 2020 at 9:46 pm
I enjoyed all these. Very mindful and in-the-moment. (It’s cold here in the other half of the world; the plants are watered now and then, but not weeded!)
July 5, 2020 at 9:30 pm
Each of these tells a story, together they reveal a life! Love this poetry and thank you for leaving a comment on my first ever poetry post! See you in September…..
July 5, 2020 at 9:24 pm
I’m glad someone else “out there” thinks that plants are good company too. Water away!
July 5, 2020 at 8:09 pm
I felt right there with you, observing. I especially love the watering of plants for company. This past week I finally put some blooming things in pots on my balcony. I go out several times a dat to watch their progress. They make good company, as do the hummingbirds, so numerous right now they need their own air traffic control as they flock the feeders. Stay safe, kiddo. It is always a delight to read you.
July 5, 2020 at 7:19 pm
How interesting to feel privy to your journal of daily activities! It sounds as if it would be an entertaining read in a shady spot on a lazy afternoon!
July 5, 2020 at 7:02 pm
Luv your little fridge notes. Pandemic isolation too can urge us to doing little grateful things adding joy to loneliness
Thanks for dropping by my sumie Sundsy today.
July 5, 2020 at 5:17 pm
June Vacation. What
an inspiring time to write
hakus and bansai stuff