I wrote this first haiku five years ago, but I find myself appreciating it anew this week – perhaps because school holidays means I have time to notice the egret tree blossoming?
And another evening oldie, this from 2012, in which I’m pleased to note, there is an element we’ve outgrown – and it’s not the magpies and plovers. 😉
Dusk is perhaps my favourite time of day, when all the chickens (figuratively) and myriad other birds that share our paddock, come home to roost.
Catherine is collecting the Poetry Friday chickens (and links) this week at Reading to the Core. Thanks, Catherine.
Kathryn Apel 
You are fortunate indeed to see such wonders each evening, Kat. Beautiful memories here!
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I feel fortunate, Linda.
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Wow, that egret tree is really something! Dusk is my favorite time of day, too. Happy Weekend!
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I love that five years on, it still blossoms in abundance, Jama. Happy weekend to you, too.
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Ha! I love that – glad to hear you’ve outgrown the bickering of boys! Sometimes they do seem like wild creatures, especially when they’re roughhousing around the house. 😀
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Oh yes, for sure, Jane! 🙂
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Kat, I’m loving these this week! Dawn and dusk are my favorites. I don’t have the plovers or magpies, though I wish I did, but I sure have those bickering boys!
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Gotta love those bickering boys! I’m not so much a dawn person, being as I am of the night owl bird family. But dusk is so beautiful, I can live without most dawns. 😉
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These are wonderful, Kat– I’d love to read more of your haiku! I’m a sucker for those Aussie birdfolk. 🙂
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I think the birds would be my strongest cue to home, Michelle. We have a large dam in our house paddock, with abundant birdlife; brolgas, swans, jabiru, jacana, swamp hens… It never grows old.
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What a fabulous photo of the egret tree “blossoming.” It looks positively luminous. And your haiku (haiga) makes it a succinct experience. Enjoy your holiday!
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Thanks, Violet.
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That “egret tree” is stunning, and your haiku are lovely. Surprisingly, I miss my “bickering boys” now that they’re all grown up!
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I’m sure I too will miss the bickering, Catherine.
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I still hear my boys bickering. LOL Great haiku and photos.
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Haha. Enjoy, Brenda. 🙂
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You make me want to invite myself over, Kat! I met a man yesterday who loves taking photographs of herons and egrets. He had an amazing series of photos of a heron trying to eat a snake (the snake got away at the last minute). The look on the heron’s face afterward was pretty disappointed, as you can imagine.
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What a lovely comment, Tabatha. Invite away! My husband has a gorgeous turtle sequence on a branch protruding from the dam, as one by one they appear – then splash and disappear. But how amazing would those snake pics have been! Especially that last.
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A blossoming of egrets–stunning! How lucky you are to see such a wonder and then enhance it with your wonderful haiku so we can all appreciate it. Your evening chorus made me smile. It’s funny what we miss when our children leave home.
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Glad you could enjoy it, too, Molly.
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Can I come over with Tabatha? ;0) Thanks for sharing these lovely haiku again – I would have hated to miss them! We have trees-full of egrets too, here on the Southeastern US coast. And I guess every place has rambunctious, bickering children…
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For sure you can come too, Robyn. 🙂
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How did you know my boys are bickering in the dusk…..becomes my white noise sometimes when I’m outside gardening or sitting on the back step with a cup of something warm watching the day close down. I will miss my bickering boys someday. Maybe I will have to fly to a place to watch a tree blossom with egrets. Lovely words at the end of my Sunday.
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I will look for you on the wings of an egret, Linda.
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Kathryn, your digital inspirations are delightful, especially the last one.
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