A HIDDEN SCENE IN THE PARK

In the morning Piet Hein and I enjoyed a wonderful walk on the beach. The sky cloudless, the wind however fresh.
When we arrived home again, Mischa came from her cats- and dog sitting adress to be with us for some hours.
After lunch we walked in the Ockenburgh park. The bluebells were almost overgrown by large ferns.
Mischa suddenly gave a surprised shout. She had spotted a golden dragonfly. A bit in the shadow, but she gave it a try to take a picture.

My haiku:

A quiet place we
Seek cause spring is here at last
A touch of softness

And the quote by Baltasar Gracian in The Art of Wordly Wisdom (1647)