Category Archives: Weather

Unwelcome Warmth

Posted on February 7, 2021 by sputterpub

I can’t hold climate change at bay, and suremy situation could be so much worse.My habitat is sturdy and secure(remodel took a chunk out of my purse).So my complaint is mild – I’d reversethe forecast trend, away from early warmthat … Continue reading →

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Eight Days Hence

Posted on January 7, 2021 by sputterpub

It’s near 300 days since I beganthis daily writing project. House arrestcontinues and although I didn’t planit so, and probably would not have guessed,I tend to write about a week ahead.It’s Wednesday where I sit – in 8 more days,when … Continue reading →

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My Walk to the Store

Posted on January 2, 2021 by sputterpub

The market where I shop is small and old,and never crowded early in the day.I walk there first-thing, when the air’s still cold:unmasked en route in solitude’s my way.But neither Internet nor instinct toldme they’d be closed to lengthen holiday.I … Continue reading →

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Winterized Garden

Posted on December 31, 2020 by sputterpub

It took until December for the treesto lose their leaves. We’ve had a little rainthat brought down ash – particulate debrisfrom all the awful fires of the fall.The daytime peaks at 59 degreesand, finally, we’ve turned the sprinklers off.We don’t … Continue reading →

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December 21

Posted on December 21, 2020 by sputterpub

The winter solstice is upon us now –today we have the shortest span of light.We mark the start of winter, and allowourselves provisions to endure the night.Tomorrow brings us longer light, and thensucceeding days will lengthen daytime’s rule.The sun is … Continue reading →

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Yard Work

Posted on December 12, 2020 by sputterpub

I aimed to collect the debrisno longer attached to the tree.I knelt on the groundto amass what I found,and now my low back’s paining me.

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Late Theft

Posted on December 6, 2020 by sputterpub

Well finally the leaves begin to turn;the fall has been delayed by climate change.For weeks our land and forests were a-burn,and now the local fauna’s acting strange.The critters that should shelter won’t adjourn –they flit and fly and don’t reduce … Continue reading →

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First Rain

Posted on November 25, 2020 by sputterpub

We had a little tease of rain last week.Now I can hardly wait for it to pour.I love it when the sky begins to leak,when I’m outside in boots and hooded coator better, in my room with my techniquefor coziness, … Continue reading →

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Thanks to LC

Posted on November 8, 2020 by sputterpub

Persimmons start to ripen in the treeoutside my window. I was not the gard-ener – my neighbor’s into botany –she asked if she could farm the little yardbetween us and I hastened to agree.She made the labor look like nothing … Continue reading →

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Late Fall

Posted on November 2, 2020 by sputterpub

As if on hold forregime change, leaves don’t yet fall.Autumn’s in suspense.

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