
Aloha!
Sweet times, cherished one.
We will miss you. Aloha!
Hello and goodbye.
In memory of Carole Quantrell, beloved Mom, gramma, sister, and auntie.

Aloha!
Sweet times, cherished one.
We will miss you. Aloha!
Hello and goodbye.
In memory of Carole Quantrell, beloved Mom, gramma, sister, and auntie.
by Angie 4 Comments

a blizzard in May,
cottonwoods are cottoning;
warm flakes unmelting
~ by Angie Quantrell
Welcome to May cottonwood season! No deep breaths, wide open mouths, or keeping fluffs away from your face. Still digging out!
Wednesday is the Happy Hump Day Haiku Challenge! I’d love to read your Haiku, especially if it revolves around nature, kids, or family.
Happy Hump Day!

goldfish
by Angie Quantrell
crunchy goldfish swim
wet mouthful of cheese and salt
disintegrating
*Inspired by certain grands who love goldfish crackers, despite the spewing of soggy bits as they graze through a bag.
Haiku Challenge:
Do you love to write Haiku? Join me! I’d love to read your poems. Silly, serious, sage…one and all.
***Family friendly, please!
by Angie 4 Comments

H is For Haiku, A Treasury of Haiku From A to Z
By Sydell Rosenberg
Illustrated by Sawsan Chalabi
(Penny Candy Books, 2018)
H is For Haiku is the lovely result of the imaginative, creative, and lyrical work of Sydell Rosenberg, mother of Amy Losak.
In honor of her mother, Amy Losak pursued the publication of her mother’s Haiku. Syd, one of the first members of the Haiku Society of America, dreamed of publishing a book for children focused on Haiku.
Haiku, a form of poetry, originated in Japan. Most readers recognize Haiku for the strict syllable count used for each of the three lines (most often 5-7-5) in a Haiku poem. Haiku is way to recognize the small things of nature and life-wonderful, amazing, poetic, and awe-inspiring.
“What’s most important about writing haiku is to focus on those many small moments we may overlook and make them special.” -Amy Losak
Beautifully illustrated, H is For Haiku brought a smile to my face with every new alphabet letter and corresponding Haiku. I enjoyed clever phrases, rich language, and observations of the natural life around us.
Well done, Sydell Rosenberg! Great job, Sawsan Chalabi! Amy Losak, I’m so glad you stuck with it and had H is For Haiku published. This book is a gift for us, if we but take the time to read and ponder.
KID KANDY:
Write Your Own Haiku Poem
1. Read H is for Haiku. Notice the clever words and illustrations. Both help tell the story of the Haiku.
2. Take a notepad and pencil outside. Spend time observing the nature around you. Focus on the small things you see. As you look, write down words that come to your mind. A parent or older sibling can help with this part.
3. Do you know what a syllable is? Clap your name. For me, I clap twice: An gie. 2 syllables. Practice with some other words.
4. Haiku is a poem with 3 lines. Each line has a certain syllable count: 5-7-5
5. Some people are not very strict with keeping the exact syllable counts, but it’s good practice as you learn the format for a Haiku poem.
6. Choose something you observed to be the subject of your Haiku. What do you want to say? Write down the words you want to use. Play with the words. Count out syllables. You can write ANYTHING you want in your Haiku poem.
7. Print your Haiku poem on clean paper. Add an illustration! Share it with a friend or family member! OR ME!!!
Here’s a silly Haiku I just wrote:
Upside down spider
Climbing, webbing, catching food
Don’t drop on my head!


Scone
maple icing treat
warm from oven, coffee too
yearning for a taste
Welcome to Hump Day Haiku!
Everybody loves Hump Day – Wednesday! Otherwise known as half the week is gone, we’re over the hump, and we’re so close to the weekend we can taste it.
If you enjoy Haiku, join in by sharing a Happy Hump Day Haiku.

By Angie Quantrell
Traveling east, white
surprise spring snow shower, don’t
leave, stay; coat flowers
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A painting of the eclipse (red because it’s darker) – Art by Khloe

Our tiny view of the eclipse through a pin-hole camera
Boxes, foil and tape,
wondering children marvel
as sky lights shake hands.

Pin-hole cameras

Hayden and Khloe peeking at the solar eclipse
The daytime and night
heavenly bodies dance past,
a peek-a-boo tryst.

Gage trying to see the eclipse…he’s only 2, so was not impressed

Stacking rocks was more enticing than solar and lunar escapades
The waiting is long
Look, play, work, gaze, pinhole view;
Light sliver eclipse.

The PacMan stage (coined by Hayden) of the solar eclipse

Taking a solar break – by hauling bricks
But how? Why? We gasp.
Fleeting, amazing, we stop.
Cooler, darker day.

Mabel was definitely more exciting to Gage than the sun and moon

Putting down bricks, mid-eclipse

Solar Eclipse, by Khloe

tightly closed fists peek
pink wisps bulge with life – spring yearns,
bursts forth, nest and tree alike

The most hopeful of seasons, spring, lies in wait, gathering herself in preparation to leap into the exploding fray of growth, buzzing with energy and promise.
What signs of spring do you see in your area?

Photo by Angie Quantrell
winter lace
lacy swirls of cold
spires stretch long, fingers point
frozen work of art
by Angie Quantrell

Photo by Angie Quantrell
by Angie 4 Comments

Mabel considering which drip to consume.
A Haiku Poem
unexpected help
nose, tongue, whiskers, nimble paws
cat window cleaners

Monet removing frozen condensation from the window
by Angie Quantrell