Hello blog friends,
It's #TankaTuesday again, and I've another poem to share. Writer Colleen Chesebro invites participates to consider their experience of the surrounding area. In prior posts I've mentioned that I live in the high desert of Arizona - elevation over 5,000 ft. I grew up in a desert, but the elevation in that southern California area is -112 ft. Yes, minus 112 ft.
The two deserts are very different. Neither gets much rain, but in the high desert we celebrate rain and in the low desert, rain evokes worry because it can destroy crops.
My poem today reflects on the monsoon season. Every August, rainstorms arrive with a fury of thunder and lightning bolts, bringing much cooler weather. It's not unusual for the temps to drop 20 degrees within minutes.
I took the photo below at 5:45 AM as I hiked my regular path. Isn't the sunrise extraordinary? I don't know about you, but early morning walks calm my busy mind and always evoke reverence.
It's #TankaTuesday again, and I've another poem to share. Writer Colleen Chesebro invites participates to consider their experience of the surrounding area. In prior posts I've mentioned that I live in the high desert of Arizona - elevation over 5,000 ft. I grew up in a desert, but the elevation in that southern California area is -112 ft. Yes, minus 112 ft.
The two deserts are very different. Neither gets much rain, but in the high desert we celebrate rain and in the low desert, rain evokes worry because it can destroy crops.
My poem today reflects on the monsoon season. Every August, rainstorms arrive with a fury of thunder and lightning bolts, bringing much cooler weather. It's not unusual for the temps to drop 20 degrees within minutes.
I took the photo below at 5:45 AM as I hiked my regular path. Isn't the sunrise extraordinary? I don't know about you, but early morning walks calm my busy mind and always evoke reverence.
I hope you have a wonderful - cool - week. 🌞
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