Originally posted on michael jarmer: Mid April, that Japanese maple explodes first with leaves and the giant oak trees follow its little footsteps a few weeks later. It all happens at once. Most years no one sees it. One day there are no leaves. Next day a million leaves. The grass greens. There’s a hammock…

Originally posted on Memorie di una Geisha, multiblog internazionale di Haiku: Shinto temple a kami knows my wishes Tempio shintoista un kami conosce i miei desideri * Eufemia Griffo 

Originally posted on erbiage: since the 1760’s they’ve been working iron on this spot, but unlike most historical spots, they still are doing it here. The factory has changed over and over again, buildings torn down and raised, ponds dug and filled in. There is an old stone wall in the woods, railway grades, abandoned…

Originally posted on thoughts and entanglements: Not sure what’s going on with me on the inside. Whatever it is, its not truly bubbling up to the surface. It’s lurking deep within. Every now and then I get snatches of it. It feels like shades of blue. On this spring day, winter lingers. The kid-musician down…