I woke up to the sound of raindrops playing on the windowpanes. September comes with either rain or frost, and every morning means you have to think about the way you dress. When bicycling you have to careful. If you dress to warm you will be wet from sweat, if you don’t wear rain clothes you will be soaked. In fall you cannot leave your home without a plan. Will it be late? Then bring the lights. Later when it’s frost, every day is much the same. You dress for cold. I got to work and changed to office clothes, I like the rainy days when shower-rooms are empty. As with every change, the seasons force us into plans.
Maybe by tomorrow I will dress for sun filtering through leaves.
scheming to go south
geese are gathering to skeins —
sound of falling rain
A Public Garden with People Walking in the Rain by Vincent van Gogh
Today Toni gives us the prompt for dVerse Haibun Monday. The word is komorebi which means sun that shines through the branches. When the sun us lower in autumn this is one of many ways that changes take place. Do I need to say that it rained today.
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September 4, 2017
Björn Rudbergs writings 
geese are gathering to skeins!!!
I thoroughly enjoyed this. Thank you
Its still sunny here on most days but it rains at night now ~ I have also washed and readied my autumn clothes ~ Good thing I take the subway to work as I can’t imagine myself bicycling in the rain and frost ~Love the haibun ~ Have a good week Bjorn ~
I too, love the line Geese are gathering to skeins. Yes it is a time of sorting out the wardrobe. Soon it will be okay to wear boots.
I can’t imagine it’s that cold already! It’s drab here, but still mild. I love your haiku, the geese are such an evocative image.
Your haiku went straight into my heart. We haven’t seen the Sandhill cranes with their honking and their circling around until they ‘elect’ a leader….but it will be soon. Rain? A love condition for reading and a blanket.
Yes, the autumn is my favorite time of year, perhaps because it is such a brief blaze. What a wonderful prompt, and the special word, “komorebi!”
Wonderful feeling to this Bjorn and the Haiku is so tactile.
Your haibun tells me you are slightly further into autumn with geese gathering into skeins – a very evocative symbol for change and your haiku is beautiful :o)
We also had rain this morning! I can remember cycling to work and having to think about suitable attire. I love that you have included the ‘sun filtering through leaves’ and geese!
Excellent – love the scheming bit!
Rain does that!
Anna :o]
It’s a golden day here, still in the grips of a rather mild summer. I think your autumn is more advanced than ours. Great haiku!
Too much to think about. I love your haiku!
*FINALLY THERE*
By planning for the fall
the fall is not a call.
The better is to be
to fall a victory.
😛
Love this haiku! And yes, the clothes!!!
Much the same in Buffalo, Bjorn. By mid-September, I’m searching for my gloves. When my hands are cold, I can’t function. So much to consider when the season morph!
The Haiku was a little slice of confusion pie. I’m still trying to imagine a “skein of geese!”
A skein of geese is a collective noun for a flock… usually when they fly in formation.
OhhHHHhhh! That at least explains the reference…if not how someone came up with that association in the first place! Thank you.
It’s like a murder of crow or a murmuration of starlings… very confusing.
Sounds like you have a wonderful bike culture with shower rooms at work and many people biking. That;s fantastic! I love the image of the geese flying south maybe they would stay if they had rain gear.
“geese are gathering to skeins” LOVE this line! We forget the plural words for animals.
Ah yes, the planning that comes with each season….tis true.
I love the reference to the v’s of the geese! And having to change so much clothing! When I loved in Philadelphia I used to bike to the restaurant where I worked. I feel it! I love the haiku. Falling rain, geese…what more could anyone want? Magic!
raindrops playing on the windowpane … lovely as is the whole pondering poem.
aahh. the struggle is real. love this line: As with every change, the seasons force us into plans. and the closing haiku. imagery!
Change forces us to pay attention and respond with new plans.
Autumn arrives with quandaries and too much decision making. 🙂