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Wheee! That was a week, wasn't it? Fast as a blink.
Here we are with our first pumpkin lattes and plans for fall festival. I love the riches of Autumn, especially early Autumn when the sun is still warm, despite the shrinking hours of daylight.
I was messing with haiku in my journal this week and thought about the ancient and today work of preserving summer, saving sunlight in jars, freezer boxes, dried fruit and stacks of hay and corn.
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| Western Farming. [Between 1916 and 1917] Photograph. Retrieved from the Library of Congress, <www.loc.gov/item/2016826191/>. |
daylight lessens now
bringing in one last harvest
of golden sunlight
Linda Mitchell 9/25
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| Horydczak, Theodor, Approximately, photographer. Farming scenes. Loading hay on wagon I. ca. 1920-ca. 1950. Photograph. Retrieved from the Library of Congress, <www.loc.gov/item/2019681311/>. |
preserving the sun
plucking, cutting, stacking up
sunbeams from summer
Linda Mitchell
9/25
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Horydczak, Theodor, Approximately, photographer. Farming scenes. Corn field. ca. 1920-ca. 1950. Photograph. Retrieved from the Library of Congress, <www.loc.gov/item/2019683563/>. |
Join me over at The Poem Farm for this week's poetry round-up. Thank you, Amy Ludwig VanDerwater for hosting.
Love your haiku and vintage photos! And I like thinking about preserving the sun in new ways. :)
ReplyDeletePreserving the sun is a gorgeous idea, Linda! I love how you paired your sun-soaked poems with black and white photographs. Simply lovely!
ReplyDeleteI have a bale of hay and two hundred cups of apples in the deep freeze. These poems spoke to me on every level. We outdo ourselves trying to soak up the sun in every way, drying it, wrapping it, setting it up high, safely out of the way, against the day...
ReplyDelete(ETA: the bale of hay is in the GARAGE, I realized too late I never finished that sentence. 🤣)
DeleteBut thanks for the momentary giggle as I pictured the bale in the deep freeze and wondered what size bale? what size deep freeze?!?!? :-)
DeleteMe too! Love that, Tanita and Mary Lee. :)
DeleteWhat seasonally magical haiku to accompany these historical photos. I save sunlight in jars of jam and in quarts of curried zucchini soup. While I have never named it this way, I will forever now call it this - "preserving the sun." Thank you. xo, a.
ReplyDeleteThese photos are spectacular, like the second photo with the silhouette of the horses! And your haiku so right to go with them. Wonderful, Linda.
ReplyDeleteharvest of sunlight and stacking up sunbeams--glorious!
ReplyDeleteI love this idea of preserving the sun and stacking up sunbeams! I've been furiously jotting down ideas - thank you, Linda!
ReplyDeleteLinda, the photos are amazing and your haikus are lovely. I was wondering if you would be interested in sharing combo's of a photo and a couple of haikus for my Summering Mini-Gallery. (Invitation at: https://beyondliteracylink.blogspot.com/2025/09/summer-passes-by.html)
ReplyDeleteI love your homage to the preservation of summer sun and all the good things it makes for us. What a world! What lovely haiku! Here's another thanks to Theodor Horydczak!
ReplyDeleteThe librarian/researcher you is showing. What great photos! I love how the haiku form worked for you this week. “Stacking up sunbeams.” We are starting to see the cane trucks here, stacking up sugarcane and grinding. The air in fall is sweet with the scent. I feel like September flew by.
ReplyDeleteLinda! Love, love, love. "Harvest/of golden sunlight" and "stacking up/sunbeams" ... these words have me feeling the golden warmth, treasuring it even as I know it is slipping away.
ReplyDeleteAnd this: "...he preserved sunlight for me and now us" gave me goosebumps. ❤️
I adore these -- that second one especially. Who doesn't want to preserve sunshine???
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