Diary Entry Winter Equinox 1670
Beneath a Tree - Diary Entry Winter Equinox 1670
upon the twelfth hour of Winter's gail, for a moment a glorious splashed painting appear.... as the sullin clouds run...run onward toward the east.. in a misty breath of distant dreams, I remember Basho an old friend of mine. Fugi lying silent....a summit to be reached
A wind blown memory, so long ago
Atop Fugi (The Winter Snow)Cherry Blossoms of Spring (below) Trees of Autumn (wind blown) days passing by oh so quick....each season now a memorable story of the time we spent..
Beneath a tree
For a moment
I hear basho
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