To Farm is to Hope:

Haiga for the Heartland

For one year I tried to write a haiku every morning while I walked our dog Newton through the fields and woods of our farm. Some days I wrote three or four haiku. Some days my mind was focused on other things. Some days I forgot the important seventeen syllables before we returned home and they were lost. In Japan, painters often combined haiku with a painting. These combinations are called haiga. I can’t paint with a brush, but I can “paint” with words and my camera. I can usually keep seventeen syllables in my mind and frame a photo to accompany those three lines and so here they are, my haiga for our small piece of the world, from my heart.

without

without

JOAN EllisonAugust 27, 2020

chrysalis splits

chrysalis splits

JOAN EllisonAugust 27, 2020

reveal

reveal

like magic

JOAN EllisonAugust 27, 2020

black

black

JOAN EllisonAugust 27, 2020

gold

gold

JOAN EllisonAugust 26, 2020

echoes

echoes

JOAN EllisonAugust 17, 2020

spring into summer

spring into summer

JOAN EllisonJuly 22, 2020

light show

light show

photo by Yousef Espanioly

JOAN EllisonJuly 14, 2020

meditation

meditation

quick trill in the woods

JOAN EllisonJuly 4, 2020

windrows

windrows

hay on the ground - always a time of hope

JOAN EllisonJune 13, 2020

lilac

lilac

line dried clothes smell so fresh

JOAN EllisonJune 3, 2020

still

still

after a three morning photo expeditions…

JOAN EllisonMay 31, 2020

one lamb

one lamb

JOAN EllisonMay 25, 2020

dewdrops

dewdrops

on the last cold morning…

JOAN EllisonMay 12, 2020

moon rise

moon rise

photo by Mike Lewinski

JOAN EllisonMay 8, 2020

bird feeder

bird feeder

bird feeders are not just for birds

JOAN EllisonMay 4, 2020

colors

colors

I always have yarn available

JOAN EllisonApril 23, 2020

meditation

meditation

photo by Jason Leung

JOAN EllisonApril 18, 2020

orchestra

orchestra

image by Laurel Ellison Dantas

JOAN EllisonApril 11, 2020

intricacies

intricacies

JOAN EllisonApril 8, 2020