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Shallow creek running through Mead Botanical Garden; Photo from Yelp

My friend and I were on our bikes oblivious to the scorching midsummer day. We just enjoyed riding, feeling the wind in our hair and having the freedom to go wherever we wanted.  On this day we made our way over to Mead Gardens a few miles from our homes.  It was a 48 acre botanical garden with an ancient glass hothouse where gorgeous orchids still thrived.  The door was locked but we would peer in through the green algae-covered windows and admire the flowers.

Soon the sky darkened with the expected afternoon rains. No thunder or lightning but just a light rain fell and we made our way over to the small, shallow creek that gently trickled through the garden.  We jumped in with our already wet clothes on and walked through the water meandering through the lush foliage that grew along the banks.  It was just another summer adventure for us; we didn’t care one bit that we were sopping wet.

butterfly garden
chrysalis hangs from milkweed
liquid crystals drip

Toni is our host at dVerse Poets for Haibun Monday.  Please see her presentation there for all the details.

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  1. Wonderful. I can feel the coolness of the foliage. Beautiful photo.

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  2. Lovely account, especially love the last line of the haiku.

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  3. Great share with us. I love the butterfly garden haiku. I love the jumping into the creek! That is my kind of adventure!

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  4. Sometimes getting a little wet in summer is an invitation to get even wetter. I love the thought of wading in creeks and when rain ceases the butterflies come out.

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  5. GarDen Rain..
    FloWeRS SinG
    DeW DreAmS
    morNinG
    droP
    ReiGns..
    StreAms
    Rivers
    Oceans
    BlooMinG
    SuN SonG
    sParKLinG aS
    DanCe oF SeeD
    GroWing MoRe..

    LiGht
    LiFe RaiNs
    Ocean LovE..:)

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  6. This made me smile so much. I love the fact that you might as well just get wetter. I love your haiku – butterfly garden – such a pretty image.

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  7. Ah, the joy of being soaking wet in the summer! It reminds me of an amazing time in Thailand – in the hotel pool and monsoon rains started. Did it matter? No, we just swam to the poolside bar, sat on the underwater stools and sipped cocktails until the rain passed!

    Lovely haibun – I can smell the summer rain-dampened earth right now!

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  8. What a lovely adventure!

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  9. I was with you on your adventure. That must have been fun as I love to see a botanical garden. Getting wet is nothing if you are enjoying the summer adventure.

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  10. Lovely Gayle, that sense of freedom about walking in the water, wet clothes and all. Delightful.

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  11. Oooooo. LOVE those “liquid crystals.” Gorgeous.

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  12. I just felt that the butterfly chrysalis is very much a metaphor for the inner child..that springs out and splashes through the summer rain….

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  13. A lovely memory – and I agree that the butterfly chrysalis is a metaphor for the inner child.

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  14. oh the freedom of being one with the rain….clothes dripping like the drops caught and released from the leaves. And your haiku is just perfect here! :) Reallly enjoyed this read.

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  15. A peaceful jaunt into your rain transfiguration, Gayle. Haiku seals the deal. Very fine!

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  16. You can’t be wetter than wet, so you might as well enjoy it.

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  17. Nice memory. :)

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  18. Sounds like a wonderful adventure, Gayle, ending with a stunning haiku!

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  19. Your experience mirrors many I have had! What a delightful read!

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  20. Love any kind of gardens, parks…anything of nature. Good write! I do hope you mom is doing better. :) xoxo

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  21. Rosemary Nissen-Wade

     /  June 25, 2016

    A sweet story, with especially beautiful haiku and photo.

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  22. You described your adventure so well I felt I was there. I love the decision to get even wetter than wet. I especially like “liquid crystals” in your beautiful haiku.

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