Hello my fellow partners-in-crime-poets! Happy Haibun Monday. It is almost the first of September, a time to which many means that summer is dying. Well…not quite. It will not be officially autumn until September 22, the Autumnal Equinox. However, summer is winding down and soon fall will be gearing up with all of its blazing colors, fruits and veggies indicative of the season, cooler air and maybe the first frost. But summer is still swinging on the swingset, still swimming in the lake, still picnicking away. This is the season between seasons…the almost but not quite time of the year. It could be in between winter and spring, spring and summer, summer and fall and fall and winter.

I was thinking intensely of the Japanese word, komorebi (koe moe ray bee) which means specifically light that is filtered between leaves and usually occurring in spring and fall…but in that in-between-season…