The ephemeral beauty of both youth and cherry blossoms. This young woman wears a kimono with a pattern of raging waves. Fragile cherry blossoms and raging water patterns are a traditionally pairing. The combination expresses the Japanese perception of nature and enhances one’s enjoyment of the season.
North cherry blossom blooms soft. Here chill mist begins bone cold.
Northern hemisphere hearts welcome the unfurling cherry blossoms. Pretty fleeting beauty gladdens souls tired of grim winter. My cherries glow autumn bronze, golden through misty rain. Another flood on the way. Nearby, Emergency Service volunteer’s wives pack sandwiches. Calls for help will take the men away soon.
He describes haibun: ‘The form consists of one to a few paragraphs of prose—usually written in the present tense—that evoke an experience and are often non-fictional/autobiographical. They may be preceded or followed by one or more haiku—nature-based, using a seasonal image—that complement without directly repeating what the prose stated.’
Kennina Fanny McKenzie Thorburn , to give Tottie her full name, was one of the generations of women who lived at Meroogal. She, her nieces and all but one of her sisters, who died in childbirth, never married. Spinsters all. A nasty, spiky word to bandy about unmarried woman. One can hear the neighbours sniff. Lots of men friends. Always driving out. Can’t keep a man.
The curators of Meroogal are modern people with generous modern sentiments. They put a positive spin on the girls’ unfortunate circumstance: ‘A young woman of the Victorian era, Tot Thorburn had suitors and male friends but chose not to marry. She enjoyed a long and happy life with her sisters at Meroogal.’
Tottie, not being a modern person, may have thought otherwise. ‘1896, January Tuesday 14. Mr Garling came up & took Netta & I out to give us a lesson how to play Golf. I got quite interested & got on very well. Mr G. stayed to tea. Wednesday 15. Mr Garling came we drove him home. Saturday 18. Mr Garling came out with us for a drive. Sunday 19. Went to church in the morning. Mr Garling was there came up in the afternoon he stayed to tea. Monday 20. Nice day. Mr Garling came up & gave Netta & I another lesson in golf says I get on well. I like the game. Tuesday 21. Mr Garling came to dinner. After afternoon tea I sang for Mr G & Netta. Mrs. Matthews Will & I drove Mr Garling to the train & saw him off to Mittagong quite sorry to see him go. Came home, feeling glad there were no visitors.’
1896 He taught Tottie golf pretty glow yet Mr Garling leaves on the train
For day six of my personal challenge to illustrate one haiku a day for a week I have written a haibun. Haibun includes haiku and prose. I’ve just this week discovered this form. I really enjoy the story telling potential in combining three concise prose paragraphs with a haiku.
Do take a look at some of the links to Meroogal. A fascinating place with such richly diverse stories. From home and back it’s less than a day. When the jacarandas flower I’ll go there. Things should be better by then. In this covid era haven’t we all learnt to plan simple, to cherish small dreams?
Golfing Tottie Sources The Caroline Simpson Library and Research collection is the source for the lovely picture of Tottie[i] relaxing in the garden.[ii] The iron rose is from the Rijksmuseum.[iii] You must be a subscriber to the Rijsstudio for full access to their images but it is so worthwhile. When travel is again possible Meroogal is a must visit.[iv] Find out more about ‘The Women of Meroogal’[v] Meroogal’s curators tell a story about life at Meroogal, Tottie and Victorian mores.[vi] The image of Tottie’s golf clubs comes from this engaging story about golf.[vii] You can read some of Tottie’s diaries online.[viii]