Sunday’s Child, watercolor, private collection, was one of those serendipitous moments on a sketching day in early spring when I was exploring an old mansion and its grounds. There were two formal walled gardens. I turned into one and there was the perfect picture. A moment of life frozen in time.
On snowy salt-marsh reed,
a lone redwing blackbird clings;
Sentinel of Spring
No sound is uttered
As the Master delivers forty strokes.
Tea at Edo Castle.
Welcome to Friday Art, a new feature on Haiku Journey. I’ll be sharing some of my artwork, sketches, watercolors, collage, etc. every Friday. This collage, “In Cherry Blossom Time” may look familiar since it’s the basis for the header image here on Haiku Journey. It honors some time I spent in Japan while serving in Navy.
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