Category Archives: Weather

Morning Walk

I walked to work this morning when the sun invited me, emerging as the mist of morning drizzle passed. I could have run some errands, written more, composed the list intended for the day, but golden light enticed me to … Continue reading

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Spare the Air

I like a morning joint. Last Saturday, I’d been awake three hours and I’d done some extra exercise before a ray of bright invaded, shot from summer sun unclouded (we’re inverted, pooling hot). But when I exhaled out the window … Continue reading

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June Heat Wave

The heat has been remarkable today. I took a walk in it – that flattened me. Without A/C or tasks, I tried to lay as low as possible, and thanked each tree that frames the yard my cottage occupies. My … Continue reading

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Unsettled

It’s absolutely silly how upset I got about a trellis vine that died. Acceptance took three weeks – I didn’t let its symptoms tell me what they signified. I’m feeling better now all hope has flown; I paid a guy … Continue reading

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Unnecessary Walking

Another gorgeous Sunday by the bay, with azure sky and eighty-one degrees. The air is light and satiny today, caressing sunblocked cheeks, uncovered knees, and arms that swing with freedom, showing sleeves of ink or naked skin. The weather’s why … Continue reading

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Mid-Afternoon Lull

I need the sun today or I will drowse all afternoon – some times are like that when you get mature. I’ll lose it if I browse the Internet, or even play ten-ten; if I don’t move around I’ll fall … Continue reading

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Musca Moribunda

The trellis will be sieged in hungry bees in 18 days or so, and by late May I’ll hear the whine mosquitos make, that wheeze of wings that keeps me tense and sleep at bay. Some months ahead come spiders … Continue reading

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