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It’s still a few weeks away from the yellow-gray of November. And even further from here. In the desert, the air has shifted to cooler—not 118, but now 80. The heat is more of a hug than a grizzly’s maul. The Valley of the Sun is not cool and dreary come autumn. It’s a valley of a different color. Kind color—sweet, perhaps. And it feels more like the mountaintop. After all, we survived summer.
bougainvillea
a wave of color
at summer’s finish line
© 2023 Jennifer Wagner
dVerse Haibun Monday: Fall foliage or Spring blossoms
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12 comments:
Here in Florida, the sun has the same wan brightness - 85 not 100. Our bougainvillea waft sweetly too on the breeze. Thanks for holding the moment so delicately here.
I love the ‘wave of color / at summer’s finish line’.
Oh this is so different, in 1991 I came to Arizona in November, and I remember the transition to come to a place that to me felt like summer from our grey climate. I stayed and worked for 8 months before coming home at summer's end.
Your poem is lovely. I live in Central Oregon's High Desert country ... love the low humidity and summer heat [which I wish would linger just a bit longer] going down to 14 degrees Saturday night and we have an outdoor Halloween Party ... heading to your State this winter for a few weeks of escape.
Lovely poem, the summer heat described as a Grizzly's maul is great. I think that's exactly how it is here in Queensland.
Love how you described the valley of the different color. I miss seeing those baougainvillea flowers. Lovely haibun.
Hi Jen,
Lovely!
Wonderful haibun. I love bougainvillea vines, they remind me so much of my relative's house in India.
Beautiful bougainvillea and a beautiful poem!
They're lovely.
Really great imagery here. I can’t imagine a heat like that. Here it can get into the 90’s, but so thick with humidity…
Beautiful, warm and wonderful imagery. I like “kind color - sweet”.
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