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Haiku For December 2023
I journeyed over to the Occoquan River a few days ago. It was a damp, misty afternoon. Although many would not enjoy such a dreary landscape, I found the fog along the river made for a magical day. The world spoke in muffled tones. There was a privacy — an intimacy — that one does not usually experience near the busy shops of Occoquan. And, yes, I did stop in for chocolate at Nazbro. The owner had a new amaretto fudge he wanted me to try. Warm fudge on a chilly day goes together somehow.
After my purchase, I stopped along the river to take a few pictures thinking I might find inspiration in one of them. It seems to have worked. And while I didn’t see any “faeries” wandering about, I’m sure Yeats would have felt right at home.
For those using a screen reader, the haiku is:
Beneath the highlands,
Wintry fog quiets even
The flapping herons
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