Sometimes a prompt inspires me. That was my experience when I read Padraig O Tuama’s prompt– the one that arrives in my email inbox each week. After reading a poem by Jane Mead, O Tuama suggested describing a place you go to. I’m a beach goer–and this week offers low-tide walking beaches timed to fit in after I finish work each day. So instead of taking my daily walk around the neighborhood, I’m heading to the beach each afternoon–my favorite beach–to walk and breathe and appreciate this place not far from where I live.
Today I decided to go with a Haibun–that form that allows for some meandering prose followed by Haiku. And while the beach is always enough, it is such a delight when I come across something special. Today it was a wavy turban snail–one of those hearty sea creatures that thrives in the intertidal zone, a harsh place that is exposed during low tide.
The puzzle of tides keeps me guessing as I walk the shoreline. Familiarity interlaced with mystery, each day brings new treasures to discover. Fall, summers’s sister, opens space to breathe, mixes heat with edges of crispy coolness, feet immersed in the translucent turquoise only the sea can offer. This is my place, ordinarily extraordinary.
Wavy turban snail
Snuggled in the low tide pool
Today’s sea treasure
#lightandautumn #wavyturbansnail
#lowtide #writeout #view #light #place #haibun
Thinking Through My Lens 
Kim, wow, what an autumn to walk by the tide pools every day after school. Magical! I love that phrase, “familiarity interlaced with mystery.” Keith and I are going to Laguna for a few days in November. I always love to get to the coast.
wow! Such a cool looking creature
The line that stuck out to me was the same as the one Denise chose, “familiarity interlaced with mystery.” I love experiencing the beach through your photos and words. What a cool snail!