Old friends:

I left southern England last week with ‘three jackdaws’ – the tame, lowland, rural/urban crows and left the highlands of Scotland today with a greeting from my very old friend – the wild, untamed, mountain crow, the Raven.

A Raven drops by,

Greets me with a somersault – 

The snow turns to rain.

About Basho Barr

Inspired by the great Japanese Haiku master, Matsuo Basho, I try to capture a daily moment in a small but perfectly formed Haiku.
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