Tenth Haiku Friday

the cries of kestrals
as street sweepers pass
spring arrives 

I know one of the traditional signs of spring for many people is sighting their first robin of the year. For me however, it’s hearing my first kestral “klee-klee-kleeing” over the evergreen trees in our neighbourhood. Another sure sign of spring in the city is the appearance of street sweeping equipment out collecting the remains of a winter’s worth of sand. This morning I heard both things from my studio.

About Tania

I'm an artist, specifically a wildlife artist. And how exactly does one know she is an artist, specifically a wildlife artist? Well, only artists get excited about new art supplies, "Mmm, unmarked claybord..." or discovering a new satin sheen spray varnish *sigh* And only a wildlife artist gets distracted during a very serious conversation with her exceptionally supportive spouse by a fledgling sparrow taking it's first shaky flight across the yard.
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