I am thankful for a particular stately sagebrush that I walked by on January snow walks in the Wenatchee Foothills. Each time I arrived, I wondered what lesson this sentinel teacher would offer me that day. I penned a Haiku to accompany a few portraits of my tenacious trailside sage. I invite readers to write and post -as a blog comment – your own Haiku (a three-line poem with a 5-7-5 syllable pattern) inspired by winter encounters the Wenatchee Foothills.
Deeply rooted here
Welcoming whatever comes
Strong arms reach upward
So lovely, the poem and the photos and I imagine the walks.
Thank you, Nancy
Beautiful, Susan! I see the shrub steppe from my backyard off Badger Mountain Road, so your pictures and haiku really resonate with me. Thank you!
Thank you, Diane