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Camellia’s are not a flower I am familiar with…my memories
are of what people who live in the south have told me of their
love for the beautiful flowers, books and movies.
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My understanding is that the Camellia is a sentimental favorite
with many heart strings attached to them, like roses in other
climates.
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Camellia, seaside
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beauty beyond my belief
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fond love memories
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Camellia in vase
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one each day, refreshes soul
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Camellia, hearts bud
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Camellia, mine white
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reminding angels: rest here
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Camellia, his red
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.This photo was taken at days end, sitting on the screened porch of my employer
as we watched the wildlife finish eating before sunset. After they all left, a special
treat was left for the raccoon and 3 huge skunks with so much white fur they looked
iridescent in the dark.
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ducks, seagulls and crows
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woodpeckers, chickadees all fed
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wildlife is well fed
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wildlife is well fed
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sit, watch, relax ‘til sun sets
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serenity for all
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Moment of respite
sit, watch nature at its best
Lilies, Old Mill Pond
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Lilies Old Mil Pond
ducks and geese gather to sun
Natures step away
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Natures step away
relaxation in midst of all
middle of city
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pheasant feathers prized
Mother’s sister made requests
Father said “no way”
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Father said “no way”
certain feathers needed soon
Aunt’s special chapeau
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Aunt’s special chapeau
beauty admired by women
Men enjoyed pheasant
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cherry stone clams feast
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special treat to remember
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living in Japan
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living in Japan,
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playing “Go” confused me so
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love Cherry stone clams
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spring haze covers sea
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distant sounds of lobster boats
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gulls cry for bait bits
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gulls cry for bait bits
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their treat after winter’s lull
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swarming gulls begging
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swarming gulls begging
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cries heard loudly thru spring haze
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fighting for bait tidbits
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I forgot the word “new” when I posted this haiku.
This is the corrected version:
suddenly, a spout here, there
souls soar ~ spring has sprung
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March: signs of new life
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suddenly, a spout here, there,
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souls soar ~ spring has sprung
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siggiofmaine 