Fog--Hiding First then Revealing

driving in morning fog
deer leaps past the windshield


Last week, we had several mornings of early fog. Driving in fog makes a good metaphor for writing haiku. You start out, turn the lights on, open the eyes wide and try to see where the heck you are going, noticing parts of a bush there, a tree trunk there, negotiating the lines on the haiku highway and suddenly out of the white mist, you see a deer rising in majestic flight right outside your windshield. And luckily the moving Scion and the flying deer do not meet, just share a moment of startled recognition.