Well, that respite wasn’t. We’ve had the usual 37°C 98.6°F and the temperatures start to rise again officially from Monday for seven days. No rain before September. It’s too much.


Words fail
like the source in the valley
the unopened buds
and the fledglings that will never fly
the cool blue air of autumn.


Sky fire

December dawn in crimson
spreading colour waves
belling thrush and robin songs into the west
where embers of sun-fire smoulder.

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Dawn yesterday. I’ve never seen such an intense crimson sky. Deepest in the east, and in the west a mass of orange cloud hung where the sun sank the evening before.