Walking along the River Almond away from Cramond and the Cammo estate. The weather is warm and cloudy, the path is narrow.
river meanders
alongside ancient woodland -
yellow fields of rape.
The trees are in bloom, the heavy pyramids of horsechestnut flowers, the perfumed lilacs. The path edges are full of flowers, vetches, forget me nots, nettle leaved speedwells. Dead trees are left where they fall for plants to grow over them and for beetles to make their homes. The branches are full of birds:
unseen warblers sing
from the hawthorn blossom -
airplane lands.
This area is incredibly rich in wildlife given how close it is to the airport. In the final bend of the river before the airport, there is a sandbank full of holes. Sand martins fly in and out of the holes and glide over the water.
From plant to plant
four orange tip butterflies -
yellowhammers call.
3 comments:
oh, this looks like a perfect way to spend a holiday.
beautiful!
this is a lovely haibun
well done
Pollona - definitely a perfect bank holiday!
Gerald - thanks. I'm still never sure whether the pieces I write like this really merit the name haibun, glad you think they do!
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