a child's first steps outside in winter... backyard rink
Link with 874: Yard.
[In those early years our Dad made a skating rink in the back yard. With fond memories I look at photos of my sister and I in skates at a time when neither us of could hardly walk, let alone skate. As I recall it was more stepping than actual skating and I think our rears saw more ice time than the blades of our skates.]
From "The Haiku Anthology" I became interested in Haiku and I have since written numerous haiku, senyru, and tanka. "Masago", my haiku pen-name, means "grain(s) of sand" in Japanese. I have recently started learning Esperanto and Japanese. A few years ago I developed a new eastern verse form which we now call 'Renhai'.
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a child's first
steps outside in winter...
backyard rink
Link with 874: Yard.
[In those early years our Dad made a skating rink in the back yard. With fond memories I look at photos of my sister and I in skates at a time when neither us of could hardly walk, let alone skate. As I recall it was more stepping than actual skating and I think our rears saw more ice time than the blades of our skates.]
we had a pond that would freeze -- with little bits of grass stuck thru the ice - to trip up the unsuspecting.
I loved lying on my stomach and looking at the "life" existing under the ice.
spent a lot of rear time, too, though
Very sentimental.
Love it!
We don't have ice here --- we're under mud right now, though. :)
Haha, I like it.
lovely images
john
I read the poem before I read the title, and that's exactly what came to mind.Perfect Vaughn!!
Pamela: Cool. We share a lot of common experiences (maybe its our Northern location). :-)
Aurora: :-) Thanks.
Natalia: Thanks.
Andrew: :-)
John: Thanks.
Pat: Thanks. :-)
very nice :)
i learned to skate but was never too fond of it.
Polona: Thank you. I would have thought that from where are from, you would have loved to skate.
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