For my prompt at Real Toads, writing poems to spring kigo.  Please keep the poems brief and with minimal description in the manner of Basho.  It is still cold here but not as bitter as a few weeks ago. Daffodils are pushing up their spears and my front yard is blue with tiny blue violets.

Haiku: Rice Planting

gentle cold spring rain –
cherry trees will soon lose their blooms –
rice is planted

Planting Rice by Hiroshige (1797 – 1858)