As autumn progresses, allow me to offer a few observations from my part of the world (over 9,000 kms. away, in Macedonia), yet not so very different, one imagines, regarding Mother Nature’s universal brilliant show of colour and latent scent of gradual decay.
warm winds of autumn
busy sweeping leaves
into tidy corners
….. tree roots
….. along the woodland path
….. an old man doffs his cap
………………………… edge of the lake
………………………… poplars on tiptoe
………………………… admiring their reflections
autumnal breath
golden aspens
shivering
breezy stroll
prattling on
a brittle leaf keeps pace
approaching storm
lake swans busking
next to shriveled reeds
Icebox 
Welcome, Ingrid! It is refreshing to have this new suite of haiku – especially coming from a region of Europe which is both unfamiliar and strangely familiar. The autumn winds are ‘busy’ now over here in Kyoto, too! I enjoy the music of your words … and ‘doff my cap’ to you.
Love the haiku string.
Excellent!
all those lovely trees and leaves… nice evocation of autumn
Thank you for your kind and encouraging comments Tito, Madhuri, Colin and Ursula.
Just to say that the crow possibly took the scenic route to Japan—via Antarctica?
I’m just over 9000km away from Kyoto…not miles.
Amended now!