Thinking of nothing...

A tanka, or is this a haibun too?

Clear blue skies. The sun is beating down. I sit on my African swing, swinging to and fro. Nature is going about its business in my garden. My head is empty of thought which is unusual. It is usually busy working out this and that, designing something, creating, making up little movies, yet for some reason, today is different as I gently swing under these cloudless blue skies.

swinging
to and fro all day
thinking of nothing
I watch
the frogs go by

or I could have written...

swinging
to and fro all day
thinking of nothing
I watch blackbirds
bringing in worms

But it was the unexpectedness of the frogs suddenly leaping out of the bluebells in front of me and leaping into the pond that broke me out of the no mind and I became curious and took some photos before I went back to the swing, just swinging...