Black Crow Haiku

So fellow travelers, a little side trip while I work on the remaining photos for  the Round Lake series.

Two weeks ago I was blessed to return to Cambridge, NY for the Open House at Bedlam Farm.  On one hand it seems like just yesterday I was hugging my Creative Groupies and wandering the autumn draped hills camera in hand as I fueled my soul with companionship and artistic adventures; on the other hand it feels like a lifetime has zoomed by with time for little more than work, band rehearsals and shows culminating in the NY State Championships at Syracuse University’s magnificent Carrier Dome.  Every muscle in my body feels the effect of constant lifting. moving and hauling huge drum carts and heavy marimba panels on and off the field, in and out of the equipment trailer in steady “lake effect rain.”  Then there is the empty echo of a season’s end, a daughter already moving forward on her future path as she travels out of town for a college admissions appointment even as the last strains of her moving violin solo play again in my memory.

In need of some comfort and inspiration I turned as I always do to the Creative Group at Bedlam Farm’s reliable flow of “good stuff.” As always I found stunning images, thoughtful poetry and stories to make me laugh again. I invite my readers to look for the page on Facebook. ( The posts can be viewed by anyone.)

As I scrolled through and found this piece I wrote on my last day of the Open House Weekend.




Black crow skims the road
veers close soars away taking
my worries skyward



Walk gently on the path my friends and may adventure find you ready.

Deborah H Rahalski

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