along rocky trails
stumbling [grumbling] here I walk
rocks and shale skitters
under pines and spruce until
the sky opens – and stars fall
high over the Alps
like shooting stars in the clouds
the Alpine choughs fly
they swirl and caw their delight
as the veiled sun looks on
star-falling black choughs
© G.s.k. ‘16
This morning I saw this fantastic photograph thanks to the 55 plus special at Imaginary Garden with Real Toads (linked below) and fell in love, I then read this linked episode below by Chèvrefeuille of Carpe Diem Haiku Kai, where we were to paint with words our sensations of a photo we were to search out about “falling stars” – to me, these birds, the Alpine choughs which all hikers in the Alps see at one time or another reminded me of falling stars.
Carpe Diem Special #190 A trip along memory lane 1st CD Imagination
imaginary garden with real toads
even in the Alps
Over the past few years the climate has changed whether we wish to admit it or not. One of the consequences is that each year here in the foothills of the Alps, where I live, we now have a summer rainy season, which feels no different from the rainy seasons that I experienced in Africa.
The mornings are sunny … the temperature rises to about 30 C then black clouds form around 2:00 and we have a storm. It usually lasts about half an hour. Then the clouds move off (sometimes they don’t). In Chad and Eritrea, where I lived nearly 40 years ago, this sort of precipitation was called “the small rains” to be distinguished from the winter rains which were of course “the big rains”.
“small rains” fall
on the foothills of the Alps
drought in Africa
© G.s.k. ‘15
Carpe Diem #768 tsuyu (rainy season)