Misplaced camera -
Just driftwood in my pocket
To conjure the day.
I took a lovely hike on Big River today, but I accidentally left my camera at home. I was devastated, naturally - until I became completely distracted by the tactile pleasures of collecting driftwood and rocks and shells and seaglass...
I don't remember the last time I felt so entirely absorbed with examining nature and holding it in my hand. In fact, I think I'm going to bring nature to the camera more often...
A haiku a day for April - National Poetry Month.
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