Haibun: A Sunrise In November

 

black whippet in burgundy/grey wintercoat on mountain trail

 

When the sun breaks through the mountain slowly wakes her sounds. We hear the scurry of tiny feet, the buzz of late mosquitoes. Behind some stones a caperceillie calls to warn of dogs approaching. There is no need to fear sweet friend. We are fellow earthlings here and come to walk in peace

divine spark
among golden heather
eyes are dancing

© Xenia Tran

 

blue whippet in burgundy/grey wintercoat on mountain trail

With love from Eivor xxx

 

Photographs by Xenia Tran, edited in lr.

Camera: Panasonic Lumix FZ200, settings: Action, 1/600 s and Portrait, 1/160 s, ISO – Auto.

 

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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 adopted and fostered whippets.

59 thoughts on “Haibun: A Sunrise In November”

  1. SMiLes my friEnd Xenia.. so sadly it is that
    if ET ever comes to see us.. only ET as
    an entire Species
    will call all
    Life
    oN eARTh
    EarTHliNGS
    of Course in ET
    Language
    for it’s
    true it’s so
    easy to see toGeTher
    From Above when Below is Equal..
    And that’s what i like best about visiting
    the Free Range Farm every First Sunday
    of the Month up North County from where
    we live all the
    species
    tend
    to get
    along just
    fine when they
    take time to meet
    each other and live
    toGeTHeR Free Range LivinG NoW
    as of course those Above are Earthlings too..:)

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    1. sMiles my FRiEnD Fred, I always enjoy your photographs from the free range farm with so many animals happily living together 🐣🐓☺ I will swing by to read over the next few days and wish you, Katrina and Yellow Boy a wonderful weekend ☺🙋💖🐕 xxx

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      1. It is said that to truly bEcome
        A Veteran as Master of any
        Science or Art one must
        Practice that Art or
        Science for
        10,000 Hours
        and what i feel
        about PoEtry after
        reaching that destination
        in around 55.5 months of doing tHat
        it is like the Monument of Washington
        at 555 feet and 6660 inches as that
        relates
        to my
        Birthdate
        on 6660 as i
        started writing
        at 606 months
        old overall now
        aLL beComes Holy
        and Sacred Full of
        Meaning and Purpose
        iT becoMes so Clear thaT
        God Lives as all iN Truly a UniVersal
        Consciousness Vibrant and Living in
        All of ReaLiTy bEyond meaSure of whaT
        anyOne will ever be able to put into words
        the best thing of all in FloW iN ZoNE is tHeRe
        is aLWays
        more
        my FriEnd
        AS HeaVeN
        iS alWaYs DiffeRenT NoW
        And truly Hell is an Aghogday
        Another Ground Hog Day that
        alWays stays the sAMe as ‘they’
        say be careful what ‘you’ wish for for same is hell
        And True i too Am A Veteran of Ground Hog Days of Hell..
        WiNks
        NicE to
        be out and
        aBouT iN DiFFeReNTNoW..:)

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  2. Hi Xenia and wonderful whippets! I love the divine spark and dancing eyes in the mountains. I hope the weather is still treating you kindly and wish you the best weekend! We’re off to London to see the stage version of The Exorcist with daughter and son-in-law – and I get to see the bump! 🙂 xxx

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    1. Hi Kim and thank you for your kind words! We are good here, wrapping up warm for the icy winds and enjoying the fresh air :o) So excited you get to see the bump and we wish you a wonderful time in London with your daughter and son-in-law :o) xxx

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