Haibun: Wandering Dreams

a black whippet in a black jacket zooming down a forest trail
a black whippet in a black jacket zooming down a forest trail

Winding through fading flowers and ferns, the grass-covered trail feels soft underfoot. Our faces are tingling with water drops, the scent of spruce steeped in rain. Pearl is walking beside us, when Eivor returns.

tail high
he flows through the forest
of wandering dreams

Β© Xenia Tran

autumn leaves, golden spruce and green pine

Wishing you all a magical Tuesday,

with love from Eivor, Pearl and Xenia xxx

Photographs by Xenia Tran, edited in lr.

Camera: Panasonic Lumix FZ200, Settings: f/2.8 – 1/250 s – ISO 100 and f/2.8 – 1/320 s – ISO 100.

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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 adopted whippets Eivor and Pearl.

25 thoughts on “Haibun: Wandering Dreams”

  1. Gorgeous verse, Xenia πŸ’š Lovely photos too, makes me want to follow the trail, does it carry on over the ridge? Hope you’re all having a wonderful Tuesday πŸ€— πŸ• xxx

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    1. Thank you so much for your kind words dear Cathy πŸ™‚πŸ’œ The trail continues over the ridge and links up with trails to the West πŸŒ²πŸ• Hope you’re having a wonderful Tuesday too and much love to you and Finn from all of us here πŸ€—πŸΎπŸ’–πŸΎ xxx

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    1. Haha thank you dear Annabelle, I’m looking at two sleeping hounds as we speak! 😴 Enjoy your weekend and much love to you and Pearly from all of us here πŸ€—πŸ’–πŸ• xxx

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      1. Hello Dear Xenia from Hottest October July
        To earlier Freeze in
        26 Years Fall
        At least
        Visited for
        A Few Days
        But i will Sing
        Rather See Climate
        Change than Change
        Of Always Same
        Lest my
        Dance
        Ends
        Up in
        An Endless
        Puddle of Sweat
        β€˜The Cold Doesn’t
        Bother me anyway’
        Now Nothing but Shorts
        Still since The Winter
        Of 2013 and that 66
        Month Winter Within
        Too Warm HeARTS need
        Less
        Cover
        Day and
        Night Center
        Soul of Spring
        Yes Evergreen😊🌲

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