Indian Summer

Writer's desk

A clean desk

is no good omen.

Give me piles of notes

memos about preventing ants

Red sunrise 

Vane points hurricane

Barometric pressure between 

send in the fifty third Squadron

Hot Autumn nights 

Cautantowit caught off guard

Smoky destruction ahead

spells the fortune cookie.

Orange Red  Sunrise photo by Caroline Gerardo

Indian Summer by Jozef Clemonski 1875

Notes:

Yes I know it is so not politically correct to even say "Indian Summer." I'm part native and find no

offense in sports teams using the image. Lawsuits in general only benefit attorneys. 

Kautantowwit or Cautantowit is the Algonquin god from the southwest... 

Temperature here climbed back up. I long for cool evening walks. I can't wait to wear wool. My sweet gum is already turning, she is confused. When can I set a Fall hearth? Is it dry and hot where you live?  

Grave in The Rose Garden

Another Grave in the Garden

Hurricane failed to rain?

Leaving passion's steamy heat

whisper then whistle under the covers

like a smoke detector battery gone bad.

Broken on my doorstep

 there's a symbol on the knocker: 

welcome hearts lost in darkness.

If I patch your wings, 

if  I calm your despair,

give me pardon.

Your songs bereft and sad,

make healing grow.

Remember moments when the wind

whips up the canyon lifting chamomile seeds

she's making tea to ease your pain.

Tonight begin a life under the rose garden.

The sun blazes down across the sea.

You came home to me.

Photo of tiny bird on my doorstep this morning.

Flycatcher Fidalgo he was a character in my current

novel in progress. Unknown what happened to him.

 I have a southwestern willow flycatcher pair that

lives in the canyon below me and nests near my fountains. 

They are endangered and don't belong here.

 I wish I knew the cause of death...

This guy is buried under this porcelain plate below the

rose cultivar climber Blair Annabella, my patent 1992 named after daughter.

The rose is hearty. Flowers start pink then the petals blush to cream before they fall.

Hurricane Odile hasn't brought a drop of rain here. 

Are you living somewhere with drought?

 Let me know how you deal with it.