Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
I herald in the New Year with a sinus infection. My head is as cloudy as the grey January sky, weighted and heavy as lead. There’s a threat of below freezing weather tonight here in the desert so we throw burlap over the tenderest plants in the garden. In a rush, we pick ripe lemons off our sole citrus tree. Their strong tangy scent reminds me of hot days that will be here all too soon. I’ll preserve some of them in salt for cooking, and juice the rest for summer lemonade.
frost on the desert
Brilliant sun melts iced fountain-
birds storm the feeders
©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg
dVerse: https://dversepoets.com/2019/01/07/haibun-monday-january/
Feel better my dear. I struggle a year long with my sinuses
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Me too. Imagine, a woman living in the desert who discovers she’s allergic to dust, among other things. Today, the cloud is lifting in my head.
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That is a curse.
Speaking of desert. Going to Vegas next week.
Will my sinuses abuse me?
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I expect yes, so go prepared.
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Will pack the nasal spray. Thanks
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Good idea.
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Good reminder that the desert can get cold as well.
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Yes, in a different way but cold nonetheless. Thanks Frank.
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love the imagery of the birds storming in! and the lemons, the scent is sunshine itself. hope you are feeling a lot better Linda, sinus infections can be so debilitating.
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Thank you Gina. Getting there.
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You’ve painted a moment in time so well. I like the “birds storm the feeders” which they do when it gets cold
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Yes, thank you!
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Appeals to the senses! Get well soon.
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Thank you V.J.
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Love the scent of lemon and it does remind me of warmer days. It must be something to see that frost in the desert and the birds storming the feeder. Hope you are feeling better.
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Thank you Grace.
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Strange weather — snow in Phoenix! Don’t you wish you could bottle it to open on one of those sweltering days to come!
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No kidding!
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Loved your interesting post. Preserving lemons in salt sounded interesting…
The cold weather of January does bring the birds looking for seeds.
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Thanks Dwight. They are a delicious ingredient to use. And they are quite expensive to purchase.
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I lived in Tucson 1970 with only a Triumph Bonneville motorcycle as transportation. I remember how damned cold the desert could get. Hope the sinuses let up!
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Thanks Rob. It sure can.
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My best wishes for a speedy recovery from your sinus infection, Linda. I’m amazed that you get frost in the desert! I knew that temperatures drop overnight but I didn’t realise they could get so low. You are kind gardeners too, throwing burlap over the plants and picking lemons. The appeal to the senses is strong in the ‘strong tangy scent’ and ‘summer lemonade’ and I love the juxtaposition of brilliant sun and iced fountain in your haiku.
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Thank you Kim!
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I would love some lemons to make myself lemonade… wonderful to live in a desert in winter…
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Yes, it is!
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Exactly! Birds storm the feeders. Love this, Linda.
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Thank you!
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A lemon tree. It sounds so wonderful – to see one in person, to pick its ripe fruit. Poetic
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Thank you!
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