Cherry blossoms fly...

Cherry blossoms fly,
clouds moving fast overhead,
endless beginnings.

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This haiku and painting conveys the revived energy and reanimation of the earth in spring. The green that emerges almost overnight, buds breaking, flowers blossoming, bulbs popping out of the sodden earth, birds returning, and the sky changing. Clouds moving fast in the sky this time of year is something that has always been exciting to me—the spring winds.

Growing up, my mom called it the chinook, the winds that carried the scent of sweet, loamy earth—a sure sign that spring has settled in and winter is behind us. I still look forward to the day I smell it in the air each spring—a bellwether of the beauty to come.