Last Saturday I went to visit my mother in my hometown. I was pleased to be with her and it was also on the longest day of the year, summer solstice. So on my way home, I decided to drive by the church where I was baptized and received most of my sacraments including matrimony. What is lovely about sitting across the street from this huge cathedral styled church is the river. There are benches where you can look down and see and hear the water flow over the dam.
I like hearing the water rushing downstream like that. I could feel some of sombre thoughts float along with the current. The river has always listened to me, somewhat like my private journal, only I don’t have to speak and I don’t have to write. As I followed the flow of the water, I could see the sun setting in the east…so beautiful even this late!
I noticed that the town has also added park benches and planted some flowers. My eyes turned towards the humble garden.
sitting solemnly
deep in thought, until
I saw buttercups
I was quite surprised to see only two buttercups blossomed in that huge mass of green leaves. As I got closer, you could see the buds of future blossoms. {I must drive down next week}. It was still a beautiful sight and I was so pleased to be able to still capture some nice shots at such a late hour. It was 9;30 P.M.! But hey, guess that’s why they say it is the longest day of the year. Seeing the flowers changed my mood. Walking towards another bunch of bushes, I saw more buttercups. I’m not sure if they will withstand the wind by the river but that bright yellow sure looked nice.
By the river
swaying in the wind
buttercups.
© Cheryl-Lynn 2014/06/25
WOW! What can I say Cheryl Lynn? I am speechless … and that’s something I always have enough words, but not this time. Chapeau!
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Ouf, que cela m’a fait grand plaisir de lire ces mots-là…I am always surprised when I get compliments on my just sharing my thoughts. Merci!
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It was really a great take on butterfly …
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Cheryl, nature has the power to relax and heal, doesn’t it. You really caught that.
janet
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Yes, nature does indeed. I have been fortunate in every house or apartment, living close to rivers or lakes. But rapids seem to swallow up all the bad stuff so nicely.
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What a great haibun Cheryl-Lynn … I enjoyed this trip with you so very much and your buttercup haiku were a pure delight! Thanks for the share.
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Thanks, Georgia, it was like a journal entry for me actually, healing even to write it:)
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Well it was very well done … loved it!
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Very soothing haibun there.
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Ah thank you for your kind words. It was soothing for me to write as well.
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Great haibun Cheryl! A special treatment you gave the buttercups.
Hank
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Thank you so much for your kind words and reading.:)
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A wonderful method of putting forward your ideas. It is exemplary.
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Thank you for your kind words, I am humbled.
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The buttercups disturbed your thoughts, did they? 😉
An Offering of Buttercups
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Well it was a burst of sunshine in colour compared to the darker hues around me. I am going to take a gander at your post now…
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