Tanka: Leap

a black whippet leaping onto a bank of shingle with a ball
a black whippet leaping up bank of shingle with an orange ball

a dog leaps
onto a bank of shingle
every stone
polished by what it lived through
the stories that it holds

Β© Xenia Tran

a black whippet with an orange ball peering over a bank of shingle

We wish you all a very happy Thursday and a wonderful rest of the week,

with love from Eivor, Pearl and Xenia xxx

Photographs by Xenia Tran, edited in lr.

Camera: Panasonic Lumix FZ200, Settings: f/2.8 – 1/2000 s – ISO 100.

Becca’s Nurturing Thursday: Reflections

Word of the Day Challenge: Leap

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.

25 thoughts on “Tanka: Leap”

    1. Thank you so much for your kind words dear Cathy, it’s been a lovely week for catching up with friends, walking and writing. Hope you are having a great week too and much love to you and Finn from all of us here πŸ€—πŸ’–πŸ• xxx

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    1. Thank you so much for your kind words dear Bella. These stones are all so different and equally beautiful to hold in your hand and meditate with for a while πŸ™‚πŸ’– xxx


  1. This may sound odd but I like shingle. The roundness of the stones is so appealing. My Aunt had a place near Littlehampton and I liked to crunch through the shingle as a kid and as an adult. I have one stone ( flint stone) from there and it sits on the edge of our bathtub. Lovely words so well put together Xenia. Thank you.

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    1. Thank you so much for your kind words dear Anne and I can totally understand why you like shingle. The stones are beautiful and feel so full of stories. It’s lovely you still have a flint stone from Littlehampton with these wonderful memories from your Aunt’s place πŸ™‚πŸ’– xxx

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      1. My other stones story is of a friend who was travelling in the Artic with the Inuit people and she picked up some stones from a beach. One of the Innu women asked her what she was going to do with the stones. When she told them she was taking them to her home in Toronto to put on the garden the woman said : “oh you can’t do that. Those stones will just laugh at you.” My friend realized this was a polite way of telling her it was not appropriate to remove the stones so she put them back.

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