Good stuff Felecia.
Basho was one rare pilgrim. I list Peace Pilgrim and John Francis in a similar encampment of people who gave up lots of tangible things to walk a different walk, a thinking journey for a higher purpose. It has been a while since I read Long Road North, so maybe I am a little wrong, or a lot wrong, but I think Basho's nonmaterialism made him quite different from many, especially many of us in the world today.
His frog haiku observes outwardly. The three images your haiku use reach inward. In May, inside a house, in the woods.
Did you mean to contrast Basho?
I have observed that some people take an important ownership over their belongings, the nest they make. Maybe you were not trying to say that in this poem, but responsible caring for objects is where I went with your lovely haiku.