On a fine but decidedly chilly spring day, Algy perched on a mass of slimy seaweed, watching the tide come in. He was intrigued by the increasing flow of clear water through a sandy channel between the rocks. With each tiny wave the ripples advanced a little further and the drying seaweed got a wee bit wetter and more colourful again. Algy knew that in a few moments more he would have to hop into the air, if he didn’t want his legs and tail feathers drenched with salty water, and he wondered just how long he could wait… He was reminded of a haiku by Buson:
The spring sea
all day ebb and flow
ebb and flow
Algy wishes you all a beautiful, calm and peaceful weekend xoxo
[Algy is quoting a translation of a haiku by the 18th century Japanese master Yosa Buson.]
The Adventures of Algy 