moving mountains

mountain 2

Some days the mountain sparkles in the sun with its snow-covered slopes. At other times it is invisible behind clouds and fog and – sadly – smog. But it’s always there, always a touchstone when crossing the bridge that takes me from my town in to the bigger city. Another mountain, easily distinguished by its volcanic rounded top, is more of a surprise when it appears, as I can’t seem to remember where to find it. Does it move across the landscape when I’m not looking? I have to keep my eyes on the road at least part of the time, and it would be easily missed. A third mountain is even wilier, and sometimes I mistake it for the first. Perhaps I need to concentrate more to get my bearings. Or maybe it’s just hard to see the mountains for the molehills.

branches in the wind
go to ground in my garden
dog hunts scent of birds

NaPoWriMo Challenge, Day 12: Write a haibun that takes in the natural landscape of the place you live. 

About Maggie C

Stained glass artist, writer, respecter of life.
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10 Responses to moving mountains

  1. Things we learn… Was this your first haibun as well? Or maybe you’ve done aplenty, you’re more worldly. 🙂 And I adore your mountain. It goes well with your dog. 🙂

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  2. Peggy Lemmer says:

    We are so lucky to have so many gorgeous mountains around us that we can confuse one from another.

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  3. JANE says:

    Have to admit, I’m confused,too. Will need to learn what the for, is for haibun😳

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