Apologies once more for the lack of The Artist’s Tale last Friday. Be assured I’m working on rectifying that with a double feature! The stanza that was supposed to be posted last week is already finished and will be accompanied by the one for this Friday. Please look forward to it!
In the meanwhile, I bring you a haiku inspired by a few of my short walks. They’re not always as relaxing as I’d like them to be, but they get me at least a bit of fresh air, a nice view, and nearly daily encounters with my grandmother’s favourite bird, which appeared to bring make each day I found it just a little bit better.
On the forest’s edge
Standing by the waterside
The grey heron waits