An old scribble... spring 2006.
greener foothills
as when life was new
the same blue-jays
- Magyar
- Cape Cod, United States
- __I see with young eyes, an old mirror. Here, I hope to offer... as I see.
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
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I took a bit more to understand. Nice post! Have a nice day!
some things never change, and others,w ell they're just beautiful, love this Doug
__As a youngster,(when life was new) I lived in the Berkshire
foothills of Connecticut.
__This was a visit back to those hills, where all things seemed to have changed, but remaining were,
the same blue-jays.
LL and Pranavam... I thank you both. _m
Another haiku I admire so much!
A nice contrast of what's new and things that stay the same, Magyar...
They do seem to have a particular nature, don't they?
spring renewal
joy
of green fields
much love...
Like the new and old portrayed here.
Spring is such a fantastic season - the beginning of yet another cycle of life which in and of itself is an eternal/old theme. Love this very much Magyar.
Joo... your visits and comments are always appreciated, I thank you!
and
Frank... ahhh, that contrary balance, thanks.
Sandy... to me, blue-jays seem odd,
one moment -friendly- and the next moment unsociable.
and
Gillena... that joy of the green, the new spring... you sense the changes!
Jan... though the blue-jays were the -most young- memory insisted they were the same. I'm so glad you like my scribbles!
I thank you all! Now, on to another bird. _m
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