North 38th Parallel, Haibun

North 38th Parallel, Haibun

I make my circuit — a walk under wind-stripped oaks and maples. Then, over the little path, it twists through thickets of bare trees and hummocks once profuse with bloom. See, the dry creek is covered with a tarp. Leaves are ankle deep already.

After dinner I watch a waning sun light shadows that disappear into dark corners. I leave the porch for cheery fireside chair, my radio tuned to the “weekend”;   music,  hot tea,  and day old zucchini bread.

solitary

the evening fox —

of the hedgerow world

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