“It was one of those wonderful spring mornings with sunshine and a warming breeze. A puff of wind swirled the cherry blossoms on the path and caused many of them still on the tree to break free in a serpentine cascade of color. At that moment I realized that I was having one of those special runs where each step was effortless. I felt light on my feet and immensely happy breathing.”
morning jog
cherry blossoms
shape the wind
— Tom Painting
Vancouver Cherry Blossom Festival Haiku Invitational 2013 honorable mention