these pure white blossoms
nature’s springtime maiden heads
apple trees abloom
walking through orchards
red plum and pink cherry blooms
how sweet the perfume
dancing bees
joyous among the apple trees
the orchard in fest
this still spring morning
sol smiles his benediction
ah … smell the turned earth
blossoms bright sweetly perfumed
life quickens on Earth
farmers working
preparing the new autumn
under warm spring skies
© G.s.k. ‘15

Camille Pissarro (1830-1903)
Inspired by Camille Pissarro, Spring and Carpe Diem Haiku Kai!
Wow. Now this is an incredible celebration of spring — and nicely sensual too —
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Thanks … I could feel the warmth and smell the smells … and I wasn’t even using any “dream stuff” to do that! 😉
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This is so beautiful, I can smell the blossoms…I must reblog this and share it on fb…maybe my son will see it…he lives in an orchard village…Rougemont. Just lovely, ma chère:)
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Thanks so much .. I’m so happy that you felt and smelt the scene! And thanks for sharing it around … I’m sure if your son reads it he’ll recognize the “feel”
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We are surrounded by so many orchards in the Montéregie where I live and grew up …to me the scent is of new beginnings.
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Reblogged this on Tournesol dans un Jardin and commented:
A lovely cascade of haiku celebrating apple orchards.
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Just lovely !!!!!!
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Thanks!
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‘abloom’ a new a—- word to savour.
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Wished I’d been the first to coin it … it’s such a well rounded-word. thanks for dropping by 🙂
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