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A little bit about moi:
I am a mom, a nana, a sister, a woman, a friend, a human being…a youth counsellor, Family Life Educator.
I have been working in the helping profession for over 25 years and volunteered in various capacities from youths to seniors.
Tournesol is my nom de plume for haiku and other Japanese form poetry here at Tournesoldansunjardin https://cheryllynnroberts.wordpress.com I hope you enjoy reading through my daily waka.
I also have another blog "Stop the Stigma" where I may stand on my soapbox now and then and hope it will become a place to drop in and share or comment on issues important to you. In that vein this could be a great way to learn from each other.
http://stigmahursteveryone.wordpress.com
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Tournesol dans un Jardin 
Your words took me back to my childhood and the lilac bushes in our yard. The aroma was just beautiful. Thanks for the memories.
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Thanks so much for a wonderful compliment, Janice. After writing that last haiku, I could feel my grandmother in her backyard near the lilac tree. The full moon shining over the river.
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This has a lovely nostalgia to it. There aren’t so many lilac bushes around these days. It’s a shame.
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I used to bring some to my teachers in grade school from my grandmother’s tree:) Smells like our youth 🙂
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Wow.
Trisha
https://agnijaat.wordpress.com/2017/03/29/search-for-haikuhorizons-wordpress-from-agnijaat/
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Thanks. Sorry it took long to respond… your comment went to my spam folder. I think that happens sometimes when a long link is included.. I’m off to check yours now.
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