Rain Making

We camped in the rainforest

Olympic Mountains

trail blocked by wind fall

blown out fir trees

yet we found our way

pitched tent 

built campfire

and ate

The tent was small

no rainfly 

in the night

the sound of water

my husband making rain

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dVerse quadrillé prompt on rain

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Rain Making

Travel Seasons

In the fall, traveling across Kentucky and the Virginias, on our way from Mammoth Cave National Park to Shenandoah National Park. The autumn colors peaking on the trees, no rain, no wind. Drive by the bourbon distilleries, you can smell the sour mash.

Along the Florida Gulf Coast there are the signs for tupelo honey and oyster man wanted. This winter it is raw oysters served at Up A Creek. Searching for my favorite sourdough bread baker who has left the town and returned to Orlando.

Springtime was in Texas, New Mexico and Arizona. There it is dry, no fires allowed. The lakes are down, dry grounds all around. Nature displayed everyday in forms cast towards the horizon. Now it is snowing in Utah.

returning to home

patient as a summer day

new journeys unfold

Travel Seasons