The wind blows
Catkins shiver
On the boughs
Blackbirds sing
Here is spring?
But we need rain
Not late March winds!
April showers
Would water the flowers
But their roots
Stay dry
Meanwhile
Sun shines.
Dancing trees
Tag: Wind
Tree fall?
Trees leaning over a lake. Perhaps they will fall if the ground becomes too wet or the wind blows too strongly. With global warming making the weather worse you can see how damage can increase.
Some efforts are being made to reduce the damage. In a few places there has been a reintroduction of beavers to lakes and rivers. It seems strange that an animal that actually fells trees could reduce flooding. But by building lodges (dams woven from tree branches that they live in) beavers slow the flow of water in rivers. The water pools behind them and so less water is released downstream. This can reduce the speed of water rising and so stop flooding.
So in some ways it’s good that the trees have been felled. But I guess the reintroduction has to be in a controlled way.
Geese
Two lone geese
Sitting in a lake
Cold wet feet
But they look sweet.
Ripples in the water
Dancing on the lake
Geese are very calm
Not leaving a wake.
Twigs and branches fall
Whipped by the wind.
Soon the geese may fly
Then see them on the wing.
Willows
A short story…
A cold wind blew across the lake, finding gaps in my coat and blowing my hair around. The branches and fronds of the willow trees streamed like ribbons on a kite, lifting and waving. The ducks ruffled up their feathers against the cold. We had walked out of sunshine into shade and the temperature had dropped noticeably.
The man and his dog walked towards us. It was muzzled with a band of leather round it’s mouth, but it still pulled the man along. It was a big dog. A hound of some sort. It was difficult to see in the gloom. As we came level with them the dog jumped up. It’s paws landing on my shoulders. I was knocked over by its weight. I sat down hard in a puddle. The weight of the dog pushing against me.
The man looked alarmed. Shocked. He tugged the dog away. All he said was ‘sorry’ and walked off! I sat there freezing and wet….. What a day!
Up the garden path.
I’d better sweep up
The winds got up
And blown the leaves
All into weaves
The hedge is bare
And trees now dare
To share naked twigs
As branches do jigs
Dancing in the autumn air
Bright colours that dare
Descend to meet
Your slipping feet!
Mark making
For mindfulness day two. I’ve hurt my right hand so I appreciated doing something left handed. It turned from mark making into a tree. My friend alou has a Facebook page where she encourages art with mindfulness as a meditation.
I started withe the blue swirls, which felt earlike, but when I added the gold colour and the dots it felt like a tree in the wind. The dots and the green leaves add to the feeling of a tree blowing in the wind.
Sunflower in October
Standing tall
Tanding strong
Staked against
The blustery wind.
End of October
But you are
summer sun?
How did you survive?
Oh, no frost
No ice
Just warm winds
Dragged up
From the azores.
You are a late
Summer sun
Still in glory.
Wind
Blowing and twisting
Tortured trees
Gales and rainstorms
Leaves flee the canopy
Most powerful weather
Rattles the window panes
Rivers swell
Flooding homes
When will we realise
We are responsible?
Sky over Etruria festival
It didn’t rain
It didn’t pour,
Even though we sang.
The flags flew
The banners flapped
In the breeze.
The bubble man
Blew huge bubbles
That the children popped.
And the snail man?
He walked very
Very
Very
Slowly…..
Come in cat!
Come on cat
Come on in
It’s blowing a gale
And raining hail
A storm is coming
And you’re outside
I’ve called your name
But instead you hide!
Come on in cat
Don’t be shy
There’s food here for you
Through the storm, fly
Run in now
Listen to my call
Don’t stay out
Through the heavy rain fall!
Come in
Be comfy
Stay a while
Be warm and happy
Prodigal feline in style.
Mallaband-Brown 