Little creatures - October 10 2014

 Today's Little creatures talks about two lovely haiku by Buson:

ka no koe su nindo no hana chiru tabi ni

the voices of mosquitoes,
whenever the flower of the honeysuckle
falls

© Buson

 ka no koe su nindo no hana chiru goto ni

the honeysuckle;
with every petal that falls,
the voice of the gnats

© Buson

My life has taken me to many different countries and one of these was Djibouti, which I think is just about the hottest most inhospitable country in the world.  We lived for a year without air conditioning and then we found a small house that had airconditioning at least in the communicating bed-rooms.  The air condtioner was old and dripped terribly onto the wood-work around the bottom of the walls.  The first evening when we turned on the AC to go to bed though, we didn't know this yet. It was about an hour later that the room filled-up with winged termites. 

dripping water
from an old airconditioner
- fluttering  termites

I lived in the Phillipines for three years as a child.  The pathway around my house was lined with flowers, among which were many beautiful white honeysuckles. A neighbor taught me to suck the nectar from the bottom of the flowers ... delightful!

a flowered path
swaying white honesuckles
child and bee's delight

 ©  G.s.k. '14

Sucking Honeysuckles