Haibun: Heart Of The Glen

 

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From the moment we arrive in the glen the energy feels different. The walkers we meet have this quiet calm that belongs here. A nod and a smile tell a thousand stories.

The ferns notice every glance before it slips away between the trees and joins the forest. It can rest here with all the other peaceful glances left behind. The trees feel every shimmer that rises from the burn and joins the sky. Each paw print and footstep remembers who left it here. The grass waves in the breeze while we walk on in wonder.

such beauty
following a butterfly
who knows the way

© Xenia Tran

 

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We wish you all a happy Monday and a wonderful new week!

With love from Eivor, Pearl and Xenia xxx

 

Photographs by Xenia Tran, edited in lr.

Camera: Panasonic Lumix FZ200, settings: iA, 1/100 s and Action, 1/800 s.

 

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Author: whippetwisdom

The stories, poems and photographs on this blog are the original creative work of Xenia Tran. Inspired by life in the Scottish Highlands and in awe of nature she gives voice to the wisdom of her two rescue whippets Eivor and Pearl.

63 thoughts on “Haibun: Heart Of The Glen”

  1. I remember the nods and smiles we used to get in Ireland and sometimes we get them here in Norfolk, too. I love the idea that peaceful glances are left behind in the glen, Xenia, and that ‘each paw print and footstep remembers who left it’ there. I’m walking with you in spirit. 🙂

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  2. I really like how you write from the point of view of nature receiving our glances. I often feel something like that when I walk in the bush reserve here. It’s a beautiful idea. Have you heard of the work of Suzanne Simard? She writes about plants communicating with each in a particular locale. The biggest, oldest tree is the mother tree and communicates with all the others through the roots. They talk about soil conditions and the weather I think though I wouldn’t be surprised if some time in the future scientists discover they are also responding to our presence. The book in the 1970s “The Secret Life of Plants” talked about how they respond to music.

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    1. Thank you for your kind words Suzanne and it is lovely that you can feel something similar walking through the bush reserve. I had never heard of Suzanne Simard and her work sounds very interesting – the idea of a mother tree who communicates through her roots makes perfect sense to me. I will check her out and thank you for sharing this here. I do believe trees respond to our presence and we had our first experience of this many years ago when we moved into our old flat in London with a neglected top-heavy elderberry tree in the garden. We had it pruned and a few days later a smiling face appeared in the bark which stayed there all the years we lived there. We loved that tree and it always felt so loving too – it had a wonderful presence ☺💜 xxx

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      1. Thank you Suzanne, the tree was a true blessing while we lived there and we hope it was the same for those who lived there after us. Thank you for the link, Suzanne Simard’s work looks very interesting! ☺💖 xxx

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      2. Hi Xenia, you have reminded of how important her work is. I will be working references to it into the mid week On the Road post ( which will be a day late this week due to family stuff). Thank you for tuning me into the idea of writing about connecting to nature and how important it is right now. 🙂

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      1. Hehe.. swooping in for a second
        round of words shorter i’m
        DanCinG SinGinG for now hehe..
        oh yeah..
        Hi
        Xenia..
        after this
        i’ll play with
        Exclamation points..
        or even get creative..
        ugh the words are
        no longer
        shorter
        haha.. hehuh..
        hehe.. now i fly on..
        iN PoeTry Land online..;)

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  3. Beautiful images Xenia and beautiful connection to nature through your poetry. Today we met a whippet who would not play chase, I thought of what your pups may have done on meeting Maggie in a dog park..

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