mountain filled scent
limbs reach toward the sky
welcome home
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I don’t know what you think of when you see or smell a pine tree but I think about home. As a child, I lived in and among the pine trees. I climbed the 20 foot trees around our home and realized they aren’t a great tree for climbing.
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The Carpe Diem Time Glass prompt gives a 12 hour window to write a haiku. Depending on when you check in, you may have 12 minutes. Today’s prompt is the photograph and Pine Tree.
I decided to add my drawing of the hour-glass. I am still working on it – it’s hard to get sand particles really small.
Hope the week is starting out well for you!!!
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Just Gorgeous 🙂
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I would imagine pine tree are not the best to climb…my personal favorite as a child was a pear tree that had small pears and my personal tree house in it….a place of solitude and an ever present meal. 🙂
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They are not the limbs are weak and the sap burns. Fun memories eh?
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Pine-trees are most certainly a scent that bring memories.. perhaps not home for me, but a sense of summer adventures.
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The woods were a wonderful playground weren’t they?
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I was more playing at the sea actually
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ours were next to each other which made it kinda nice…
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Beautiful capture and words 🙂
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I like the scent of pine trees, you climbed a twenty foot tree? It’s awesome!
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yes and slid all the way down…
Thanks Ranu.
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I like your words – and the hour-glass drawing is very cool – also that photo is spectacular – the purple in the sky and the whole comp. is really beautiful. have a great week. 🙂
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You’re right, of course: Pine trees are lousy for climbing—but they have a magical, unforgettable scent!
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you’ve climbed them too 🙂
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ha! I could feel the stickiness of sap on my hands as you described it!
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What a spectacular photo! the light in it is incredible. I feasted my eyes!
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shot is not mine believe it was stock photography
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I bet you were a sticky little child who smelled devine!
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the pine pitch does stick around 🙂
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Ah yes, the scent and sticky fingers…I am always reminded of Maine where we camped every summer.
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The scent of Pine trees brings back great memories, but also dream images of Japan … I hope I can go once to Japan …
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