We have entered the micro-season of “The Frost Stops the Rice Grows .” To celebrate this season we will learn about how to prepare a paddy for seedlings and then read seasonal haiku by Basho, Issa, Buson, and Reichhold.
Micro-Season: “The Frost Stops the Rice Grows” (2023) — Naturalist Weekly
Here’s my response to this week’s prompt…
We have entered the micro-season of “The First Reeds Grow.” This is the first micro-season of the mini-season of Grain Rain. To celebrate this season, we will learn a little about reeds and then read seasonal haiku by Basho, Issa, Buson, and Reichhold.
Micro-Season: “The First Reeds Grow” (2023) — Naturalist Weekly
Thanks to Mark’s Naturalist Weekly, I’m also prompted to go exploring for new spring reeds along the lagoon today! Here’s a haiku from a couple years ago…
We have entered the micro-season of “The First Rainbow Appears.” This is the third micro-season of the mini-season of Clear and Bright. To celebrate this season, we will learn a little about rainbows and then read seasonal haiku by Reichhold, Basho, Issa, and Buson.
Micro-Season: “The Rainbow First Appears” (2023) — Naturalist Weekly
My response to this week’s prompt….
We gazed out windows
On our nursery bookshelf
the book of rainbows
We have entered the micro-season of “Thunder Raises its Voice ” This is the third micro-season of the mini-season of Spring Equinox. To celebrate this season, we will learn about thunderstorms and read some seasonal haiku by Basho, Buson, Issa, and Reichhold.
Micro-Season: “Thunder Raises Its Voice” (2023) — Naturalist Weekly
My response to this week’s prompt, inspired by a thunderstorm last night…
flashing light wakes me
thunder rolls over the lake
—turning on my bed—
Clouds of gnats hover
over sunlit forest paths
—Hikers arms flailing—
This is my response to the Naturalist Weekly prompt.
Photo courtesy of Wikimedia Commons
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Sharing Rebecca Budd’s blog post is my response to the Naturalist Weekly’s prompt for this week’s micro and mini season.
https://naturalistweekly.com/2023/03/10/micro-season-the-first-peach-blossoms-2023/
We have entered the micro-season of “Plants Show Their First Buds”. This is the third micro-season of the mini-season Rain Water. To celebrate this season, we will learn about plant buds and read seasonal haiku by Issa, Basho, and Shiki.
Micro-Season: “Plants Show Their First Buds” (2023) — Naturalist Weekly
In response to this week’s the Naturalist Weekly prompt about buds and sprouts, below are two of mine from last year. How many of us know that the terminal buds Mark mentions, such as form on maple trees, actually appear in autumn, survive winter, and await spring to blossom forth? Buds feed some birds throughout the long cold winter months, if such is your climate. I like to think of those tiny nutrient rich buds bundled up and protected, kind of hibernating like many of us during winter, then bursting out in spring.
We have entered the micro-season of “Haze First Covers the Sky”. This is the second micro-season of the mini-season Rain Water. To celebrate this season, we will learn about haze and read seasonal haiku from Basho, Buson, Issa, and Shiki.
Micro-Season: “Haze First Covers The Sky” (2023) — Naturalist Weekly
In response to Mark’s prompt, I choose fog for its several autumn/winter/spring appearances. Sometimes the precipitation creates frost, sometimes fog, sometimes both. Here’s one from last year:
Frozen dawn, bare trees
hide-and-seek with fog, tardy
school bus grumbles near
https://maryjomalo.wordpress.com/2021/02/08/haiku-11/
We have entered the micro-season of “Fish Rise From the Ice”. This is the third micro-season of the mini-season First Spring. To celebrate this season, we will learn about how ice melts and then read seasonal haiku by Basho, Kerouac, Issa, and Buson.
Micro-Season: “Fish Rise From The Ice” (2023) — Naturalist Weekly
Here are two from last year. Not exactly ice-melting specific but the effects of it. The second one is spaced and punctuated to emphasize the danger of melting ice, especially for this grandmother. 🙂 I’ve included links for the photos which are always a joy to find.
Spring mud aroma
Rust and rot, sour, salty, sweet
Kids’ boots stuck in muck
Wary elders tread
probing pavement with their canes
Spring melt? or black ice!
https://maryjomalo.wordpress.com/2021/03/11/haiku-18/
https://maryjomalo.wordpress.com/2021/03/18/haiku-19/
Harbinger robin
chirrups before our sunrise
pecks through frozen mud
“The birds nest beside the streams
and sing among the branches of the trees.”
Psalm 104:12 (New Living Translation)
Thanks to Mark S at the Naturalist Weekly for his wonderful prompt.
https://naturalistweekly.com/
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