Autumn breathes grey mist across the mountain;
he stamps in puddles, then laughs
with sudden sunshine.
autumn
Tag: weather
they lied
They promised us a week of rain, starting last Saturday, and I was really rather looking forward to it. In fact, although it’s definitely not as hot as it was, this is probably the most cloud we’ve seen:
autumn cleaning
“September on the doorstep” – not yet a poem, but maybe it’ll grown up to be one when it’s older.
Vacuum cleaners are great, but there’s nothing quite like taking your aggression out on a dusty carpet hung on the line! 
misreading
I become more and more dependent on my glasses, but even when I am wearing them, letters dance on the page – and they do so even more when the text is on the screen.
The following sprang from a misreading of a perfectly normal expression:
Phrases of the moon
A single quotation mark
opens the discourse, which swells
to a full-mouthed ‘O’, then fades;
a silver comma follows, and then
silence.
midsummer madness
The last two posts have mentioned the noche de San Juan, when celebratory bonfires are lit, but I had rather thought that that would be enough of the subject for this year. After all, the hogueras are lit on the evening of June 23rd, and today they should all be over.
Sadly, though, someone seems to have got the dates mixed and started un incendio in the middle of the day today.
The whole afternoon has been accompanied by the screaming sirens of the police and fire brigade, and the thrumming of the helicopters called out to deal with it.
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