When my daughter's two sons were small, we took the family on a trip
into Michigan's Upper Peninsula. Almost anywhere along the shores
of Lake Michigan, if one just tosses a little bread into the air,
gulls will magically appear!
And, tonight, an autumn haiku from Basho!
why am I growing old?
bird disappearing among clouds.
translated by Robert Hass
The Essential Haiku; versions of Basho, Buson and Issa,
edited by Robert Hass, Ecco, 1994, page 53.