Category Archives: Weather

Patter

Historically, our summer’s always dry.The sprinklers rise and spray three times a weekat 7 in the morning. That’s when Istay close to them – their sound is not unique,but mimics rain on garden plants. The skydenies us irrigation, fires wreakus … Continue reading →

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A Fan Fan

A day of heat last week beset this place.The air was cooked to 25 degreesabove the usual. Like most, my spacehas no AC. The new catastrophesof climate change may prompt me to embracean installation that will chill a breeze.But I … Continue reading →

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Umbrella

I bought a new umbrella yesterday.I left the old one in a restaurant.(The rain had stopped – I took it anyway –I walk, and tote whatever I may want.)Selecting portable, and cabernetin hue, although my style’s nonchalant,I wondered why so … Continue reading →

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May Garden

It’s time to turn the sprinklers on. TodayI checked the settings and I flipped the switch.We used to wait until the end of May,but winter didn’t pour on rain enough.The situation elsewhere’s worse. They saythat west of Rocky Mountains all … Continue reading →

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It Seems Too Soon

It seems too soon for Daylight time again,but Sunday clocks reset, the backyard strewnwith Prunus petals as I pushed this pen.It seems too soon. Too little rain, and garden dirt a dune –New fires taking trees and oxygen –The light … Continue reading →

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Persimmon Leaves

Persimmon leaves beadthe tips of naked branchesand signify spring.

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February Heat Wave

A winter baby, I have liked the coldas long as I recall. I fantasizeof comfort teemed with blankets, heat controlledby fireplace or furnace, darkened skiesby night or storm. Imagining I’m holedup in a cabin, cozy, satisfies.I’m lucky I grow chiller … Continue reading →

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Iris Surprise

Before the end of January here,the yards and gardens sprout with signs of spring.Oxalis blooms and tulips start to spearthe air with blades of green, betokeninga change of season early in the year.For just as winter comes before we singNoel, … Continue reading →

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Inside Temp

Returning home from New Year’s Eve away,the temperature inside was 52.I turned the heater on without delay,but still it took some hours to accruethe warmth to heat my body through and through.I cozied by that fire rather late,and didn’t shut … Continue reading →

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Inside Out

The weather app’s nice,but the window is better,and outside is best.

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