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Monday, June 24, 2019
Yellowness of our days
The color yellow brightens my day. Brings me sunshine, sunflowers and carefree balloons even when a sudden storm would dampen our bright sunny days. The child in me is happy, walking with a spring in my step.
Spring is my favorite season. And for the first time in a long while, I nurtured perrennial blooms and several herbs like rosemary, basil, thyme, mint-orange, lemon grass and chives. I love cutting the herbs fresh and adding them in my cooking. I also learned how to regrow them indoors so my supply does not ran out. When I eat my herbed-drizzled food, I taste earth's gifts and magic of the sun.
sky is serving a plate-
daffodils, dandelions
with bluebells & birdsongs
Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Lost and Found - Nature's Magic. Hosted by Merril D. Smith.
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A beautiful haibun Grace and growing your own herbs for cooking is something we love doing too. The closing haiku is beautiful and brings wonderful memories of Spring xxx
ReplyDeleteOh yes, perfect. Sunshine and sun-warmed fresh herbs. That is magic.
ReplyDelete(Things have been crazy and we haven't had a chance to get our herbs yet this summer.)
You have captured the spirit of the season in your poem, Grace. It is satisfying to eat things grown with your hand in cultivation. I love the smell of herbs on the plant, especially rosemary.
ReplyDeleteLovely haibun. Nicely flavoured and garnished
ReplyDeleteHappy Monday
Much❤🕊❤love
The haiku is perfect!
ReplyDeleteI am going to have to learn how to grow herbs indoors. They grow well outside, but when brought indoors the change seems more than they can bear.
ReplyDeleteHerbs are the only edibles we grow. Masses of them.
ReplyDeleteYou're very fond of yellow :)
Your haiku is the perfect complement to your prose.
ReplyDeleteI love the idea of nurturing herbs...all the new growth spring brings 💙
ReplyDeleteSome of my herbs are easier then others... thyme grow wild in my my garden... others I have to bring up in other ways... but having them handy is perfect
ReplyDeleteFresh herbs are a gift to any meal.
ReplyDeleteLove the haiku! There is nothing like using your own nurtured herbs in cooking.
ReplyDeleteA bountiful Spring harvest. The senses flow between the anchor to the color and the herbs and the taste. And finally, of course, the music, which still seems bright, like the yellow where it all started.
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