Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
Ponderous gray steel sky, birds flocking to feeders for fuel foretelling that a storm is coming as a stillness falls and the air is cool
When the Santa Anas rage across the desert floor they fell even mighty saguaros who’ve lived for many decades. Howling and roaring they march, creating a wall of dust as jackrabbits run for their sheltered nests. Hairy tarantulas scurry to their burrows, diving underground to avoid… Continue Reading “Monsoons”
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