hidden cameras ̶
an uninvited guest
searching in my garden

I was creating “clouds” from my boxwood bushes, gleefully looking at the plants in flower adorning the flower beds. I felt grateful and proud like every true gardener feels amidst the beauty he had been creating for years. But, all this time I felt somebody’s gaze on me, with curiosity and in control behind my back. Now and then I glanced at the fence and the trees around me, but noticed no one. After a while, I sat in my chair on our veranda and then discovered the calm, beautiful spy.

Haiku: Štefica Vanjek
Image: Zdenko Vanjek