Thought Prints

Carpe Diem #1676 Troiku Month (5) the aroma of pine the aroma of pine and the young morning's fresh rain reach my words © Hamish "Managua" Gunn (Taken from "Shinrin Yoku, the art of forest bathing") the aroma of pine is just not the same from a spray can morn's fresh rain trickles from the trees cleanses the mind reach my words oh, love of my life with fiery bliss © petra domina

Carpe Diem #1252 New Forest by Jackie Ley New Forest by Jackie Ley in the midst of the smoldering trees lays the new forest ©    petra domina Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on  CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI

Carpe Diem Tan Renga Challenge Month 2017 #7 two sets of footprints (Hamish Managua Gunn) two sets of footprints in freshly fallen snow one pair from Kyoto © Hamish Managua Gunn the other pair head toward Nose with a bow  ©   petra domina Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on  CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI

Carpe Diem #928 Extra-Sensory Perception (and Common Sense) That terrifying dream.  The curve and train trestle underpass along Hwy 5.  Riding in a crowded pickup cab.  The train whistle and an engine bearing down on us.  Startled awake.  Several times the dream occurred.  The fifteen year old was bewildered and frightened at the same time.  Then the call came.  Daddy's cousin and 3 men had been struck by a train at that very crossing.  The dream was never dreamed again. ethereal warnings ensnared on dream catcher cosmic web ©   Janice 'petra domina' Adcock Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on  CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI

Carpe Diem #927 Synesthesia breathing deeply flower petals engulf pain  mind smells roses ©   Janice 'petra domina' Adcock Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on  CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI

Carpe Diem Special #199 Hamish's 5th a teaser We had been on the road for almost three weeks.  The open beauty of the High and Great Plains had been replaced with the rough and tumbled Rocky Mountain ranges of North America.  Glaciers were seen from both sides of the tan Jeep.  Deer, elk, bear, mountain goats, moose and mountain sheep greeted our curious eyes. The untamed magnificence was embellished with the aqua ribbons of waters with names like Athabasca and Bow Rivers. European immigrants spilled into these areas over the last couple of centuries.  Trappers then trains then tourists would try to tame these vast landscapes.  To some degrees there was success often to the detriment of first nations and the land itself.  And here we sat, two more tourists.  We wanted to see the view of Lake Louise from an observation point a several hundred feet above the lake.  There was a trail of sorts.  The climb was a challenge....

Carpe Diem #926 Nature Nature for so many is the visual world that surrounds us.  The forests, flowers, skies, deserts, mountains, streams, etc.  Not all of nature is visible.   Colors are actually frequencies of light waves.  A leaf will absorb all frequencies except green which it reflects and that is what we see.  The smells of nature are molecules carried on air currents.  Kinetic energy plays a part in being able to smell dinner cooking or burning.  Being the wife of an amateur radio operator opens up another rhelm of nature's invisible world. sun spots crackling radios natural connections ©   Janice 'petra domina' Adcock Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on  CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI

Carpe Diem #925 Love lusty moments simmered slowly through the years satisfying embrace ©   Janice 'petra domina' Adcock Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on  CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI

Carpe Diem #924 humour (reprise) The family motto was, "We laugh to keep from crying."  Laughter could be heard during 'family visitation', a tradition that is part of the grief and burial rituals in parts of the US.  Not ever really class clown type folks just folks that could take any situation and see the humor (humour).  Dad accidentally called a quick stop store to ask if they were the undertakers handling a deceased friend's remains.  Dad asked, "Do you have Bill Morgan's body?"  The owner did not understand and yelled to see if Bill Morgan was in the store.  A couple more exchanges occurred before Dad realized he had not called an undertaker.  Oops. Later in regard the same deceased friend, he and Mom were to take the late night shift of 'sitting with the body', a ritual of unknown origins.  Dressed to the nines in suits and Mom in heels they prepared to leave our home.  Dad backs the car out of the garage.  Mom closes ...