Category Archives: Weather

The Heat is On

I waited till October 23rdto turn the fire on, addressing chill.The furnace early used to seem absurd;I always did without its warmth untilNovember. But the climate’s getting ill,and older I don’t weather cold for sure.Surrendering to change, adjusting will,my fire … Continue reading

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Back the Back

I’m babying my neck and back today(though babies don’t ingest an oval pill).We’re relatively late to bus awayfrom Sydney’s pierage – 10 a.m. untilmid-afternoon, when we may start to sway.They warn a storm will blow and maybe spillsome Nova Scotian … Continue reading

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Biggish Sky

I sauntered to the store the other day.I had an afternoon with no requestthat I produce and nothing in my way,and weather coming gently from the west.Deciding I would walk a bit and payfor peaches that in August taste the … Continue reading

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The Garden Today

This time of year the garden overgrowsencouraged by the sunlight and the hose.I’m quite content among the green I chose,and former-neighbor gifts of plum and rose.

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Ripeness

I must have bought too soon. Each apricotI ate last month was like a tease to me.The color was inviting, but I gotin flavor an imperfect quality.The velvet skin and golden tone was notan indication of sweet pungency.It took until … Continue reading

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Summer Cleaning

There spans an oblong redwood deck betweenmy one-room home and mini office shed.I dragged the flexy hose to it, to cleantwo months of droppings off its planks, insteadof calling for the pressure wash I meanto have before this summer goes … Continue reading

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Springtime Bingtime

It’s cherry time again. The Bings are in.I try to moderate, but I’ll admitI overdo each spring. Once I begin,I never stop till I have stripped each pit.Appreciating local origin,I savor all the flavor. I don’t quituntil my plate’s exhausted. … Continue reading

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Gauge

Regardless of the calendar, I thinkthat spring begins when I hear sprinklers spray.The system’s set to let the garden drink3 times a week, and as of yesterday,its switch is flipped to operate the wayintended: early morning; minutes – 10.If winter’s … Continue reading

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Anticipating Serenity

The one event that’s calendared todayis lunch with a companion dear to me.The weather’s soft and vernal – insects playin blossoms – through my window all I seelooks healthy, clean and stirring in the swayof breeze. Before and after lunch, … Continue reading

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The Thrumming Din

The thrumming din of rain enchants my ear;it almost makes me want a roof of tin.I turn the TV down, so I can hearthe thrumming din. I scan the forecast – when will it begin?I scrutinize for dark the atmosphere.I … Continue reading

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