2/21/2008

bamboo exploding

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spring preparations -
the sound of bamboo
exploding



GOOGLE with TAKE



The farmers are beginning to clear the bamboo that has grown since last year. They cut it down, make small piles of it in the fields and burn it.

The sound of this poor bamboo cracking and popping --- pang panggg --- sounds like a constant firework explosion through my whole valley.



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Bamboo as a kigo, Bamboo art in Asia ...
Bamboo in my Valley



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COUNTDOWN finale

  
  



11 icicles on my roof




countdown -
still counting the icicles
on my roof !





! Final call till Feb. 22 !
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February 23 to 25, 2008 Bangalore, India


World Haiku Festival - India 2008





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2/20/2008

secrets

  
  


cats in love -
this untold story of
you and me



cats in love -
this untold story of
U and MEE






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. Cats in love, a KIGO



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2/19/2008

walk toward sunshine

  
  




05 entrance walk to hope




cats in love -
his fast retreat toward
the sunshine





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2/18/2008

short lifespan

  
  




02 monochrome tiles



morning meditation -
the short lifespan
of snow patterns




01 Monday manhole till Nr. 09






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This morning meditation is a kind of Quigong, standing position 站椿功 , for about 10 minutes, during which time the snow was all gone.




For those who might need a more concrete imagery in the last two lines ...


snow patterns -
my cat passes
without a glance






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countdown India

  
  



countdown -
all I count is five
seven five





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2/17/2008

strong storm

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strong storm -
a bird whirls by
amongst the snowflakes




it was so small and seemed to have completely lost control over its navigation system ...


Japan still in the grips of an arctic cold spell of considerable lenght !



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stone Buddha

  
  



Buddha stone





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Stone steles in a temple in Kamakura



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windows

  
  


temple windows -


temple window




temple window





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More PHOTOS of my Japan !



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you are a marvel

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Each second we live is a new
and unique moment of the universe,
a moment that will never be again . . .
And what do we teach our children?
We teach them that two and two make four, and
that Paris is the capital of France.

When will we also teach them what they are?

We should say to each of them:
Do you know what you are?
You are a marvel. You are unique.
In all the years that have passed,
there has never been another child like you.
Your legs, your arms, your clever fingers,
the way you move.

You may become a Shakespeare, a Michelangelo,
a Beethoven.
You have the capacity for anything.
Yes, you are a marvel. And when you grow up,
can you then harm another who is, like you, a marvel?

You must work - we must all work -
to make the world worthy of its children.


Pablo Casals


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pink snow

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light snow -
pink sunshine
on the pines



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More of it is here:
Snow in Ohaga
My Weekly Weatherforecast



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2/16/2008

wallking with ISSA

  
  


冬長く 一茶と友に 道を行く


this long winter -
walking the road
with Issa











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Issa in Shikoku !


Issa and the Three Venerable Treasures, sanson 三尊 of the Haiku World


Temple Saimyo-Ji (Saimyooji) and Issa 最明寺



Kobayashi Issa (小林一茶)



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2/14/2008

wednesday snow

  
  



My Badger Tanuki with a scarf
hookaburi 頬被り, like a Japanese thief

01 Wednesday Snow ... Till Nr. 13

hookamuri, cover of the cheeks






black bird on a winter branch

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a moment of sunshine

06 wax forsythia





camellia flowers in snow



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wednesday morning -
more snow and more
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The Cold Wave continues ...

The wind is biting cold this morning, the moment of sunshine just enough to give some the background to the photos. Fingers freezing on the camera ! Then back to gray in gray, buzzing wind and blizzard-like snowflakes whirling around the valley.


. . . Arctic Touch, beginning on Tuesday ...



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long winter

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冬長く夏の厚さをなつかしく



this long winter -
fond memories of the heat
of summer




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poetic morning

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A teacher who can arouse a feeling
for one single good action,
for one single good poem,
accomplishes more than he or she
who fills our memory
with rows on rows of natural objects,
classified with name and form.


Johann Wolfgang von Goethe





morning snowfall -
the pink sky so vague
over the pines


This morning is rather poetic ...
and cold ... brrrr

GABI

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