One hundred haiku
Begun in dismal winter
Finished in June heat

With dappled shadows
I only need sunglasses
every other tree

The ancient sculptures
Waiting out the centuries
Close enough to touch

Yesterday showers
The garden catches its breath,
today, thunderclouds

The rain on the roof
Is a symphony of sound-
Droplet orchestra

It's hard to recall
what is was like here, with him
breaking the silence

Steaming herbal tea.
Sometimes I just breathe it in
instead of drinking.