Tanka: Choices

a tanka poem by Xenia Tran with a close up of a black whippet in a winter jacket in the snow
a young crow on top of a fence in the snow

at peace
the crow and I
side by side
we have more directions
in which to wander

© Xenia Tran

a snow-covered promenade beside the seashore

Wishing you all a wonderful Thursday and a peaceful rest of the week,

with love from Eivor, Pearl and Xenia xxx

Photographs by Xenia Tran, edited in lr.

Camera: Canon Powershot SX60 HS, Settings: f/5.6 – 1/1000 s – ISO 200, f/5.6 – 1/250 s – ISO 160 and f/4 – 1/500 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 adopted and fostered whippets.

41 thoughts on “Tanka: Choices”

    1. Thank you so much for your kind words dear Diana 💗 It is rare for us to get this much snow and the last time we had this much was more than ten years ago. A wonderful day to you too from all of us here! 🤗💖🐎 xxx

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  13. Love your Tanka and pictures, as always. For some reason, I am always amazed to see snow on the beach. I know there are beaches where it gets cold, but since all of the ones I have been to are in the South, I have a hard time getting my head around that.

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    1. Thank you so much for your kind words dear Vicky, it’s very rare for us to have snow on the beach and it’s been a real treat! Hope all is well with you too and we wish you and Tippy a lovely weekend 🤗💖🐕 xxx

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  14. Beautiful photos, Xenia. So you have snow, snow, snow, too! Your poem reminded me of what I wish would happen in my household. We recently took in a foster cat to help a dear friend who is gravely ill. He is an affectionate four-year old Russian blue. Our cats, both very old tabbies, do not like his intrusion on their territory. So they hiss at the entrances of rooms and growl at the end of the stairs to limit his allowable ‘directions’. Oh, what fun they could have if they could travel side-by-side. Your poem made me smile.

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    1. Thank you so much for your kind words dear LuAnne 💗 It must feel very strange for your cats if they’re not used to feline visitors and hopefully it will get easier when they realise the foster cat is no threat. He sounds like a sweet boy and you can visualise them all getting along and show your two that they’re still very much loved. Wishing you luck and hope things will get better soon 🤗💖🐈 xxx

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