The Spirituality Center at St. Placid, where I take retreats, includes a lowland wood. The sisters have somehow enlisted the local birds, ferns, fungi, and trees to conspire in creating provocative images for reflection. Here are a year’s cycle in the form of haiku. Three of these images are from St. Placid, and two snuck in from other locales.
In a soft scarlet tulip The bee rests at last. A woodpecker ripped open this stump devouring its residents. More room for mushrooms. Hoarfrost: frozen morning light A crashing fir split this meditation bench. Two benches now.