The wind blows
Strong, yet warm
Soft brushes lift my hair.
A spring wind in Autumn
Rattling the bamboo
Sweeping, incoming waves shaking trees.
Seeds filling the air, like a cloud of butterflies.
A spot of rain dropped,
A singular wetness upon my face.
Its been a hard summer – heat hit, spring was barely a whisper.
Throughout the British Columbia, fires exploded caused by lightening and stupid humans. Destroying hectares of timber, cleansing the forests of beetle killed jack pine and slash; and threatening homes.
Smoke, soot and particle matter (PM2) replaced oxygen.
Once again, we rescheduled our vacation, hope holding, before finally cancelling.
Rain replaced heat, sudden heavy rains saturating the earth – good for the fires but not vacations – the fires, though held continued to burn, sending smoldering clouds of smoke, soot and PM2 into the environment. Temperatures tumbled towards winter, Bronchitis replaced smoke.
October’s closing in; we grasp onto the autumn wind, holding past memories of softer springs, easier summers and long warm autumns with leaves gradually changing and plan for a long winter.