The morning began with rain... and then the wind funneling up the Columbia Gorge blew the clouds to the northeast...
and dried it enough that by mid afternoon the red/orange/brown leaves were twirling around the buildings downtown ... and along the fences of the street where I live.
Thats when I want to run like when I was a kid and let the flying colors whisper past my ears and tangle my hair .... and you can smell the pungent sweet of their journey back to the earth.
I like the combination poetry (haiku) and reason (notes) in this one. Mind-boggling. Should one understand? Or should one become one with the beautiful scene? Both approaches seem valid to me…
Andrew: Sorry about the cold. It has been like that here too. This was based of some experiences we had a year ago when in Trinidad. :-)
Senile (aka Karasu, Hototogisu, and Crazy Ronin): When I wrote this I was reminded of one of your blog posts not too long ago which featured the frmantle sea breeze. That must be an awesome wind (and welcome). Pity the poor blyders in the centre of country. ;-)
Pamela: So is that wind funneling up the Columbia a sea breeze?
John: Thanks.
Pat: Thanks.
Borut: Yeah, sometimes it is fun to find out the "why" behind things. It is also cool to zen into stuff. Thanks for the encouraging words.
Polona: Thanks for your kind words. I am pleased you enjoy the notes.
You could say it is... because it's the moist pacific ocean air that flows in and then worm holes into the Gorge. Hood River is right where this happens and is the wind surfing capital of the world...
then it follows the gorge (cut through the Cascade Mtns) and brings the rain to us in the mid columbia basin and the blue mtns.
It was kind of out of context... but when you talked about the breeze, I applied it to our afternoon.
I had a moment of jibber jabber, I guess -----Haiku that (:
From "The Haiku Anthology" I became interested in Haiku and I have since written numerous haiku, senyru, and tanka. "Masago", my haiku pen-name, means "grain(s) of sand" in Japanese. I have recently started learning Esperanto and Japanese. A few years ago I developed a new eastern verse form which we now call 'Renhai'.
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It was miserably cold here today -- this sounds so good!
cool baby! the most consistent sea breeze in the world is due here in about one hour: the fremantle doctor.
The morning began with rain... and then the wind funneling up the Columbia Gorge blew the clouds to the northeast...
and dried it enough that by mid afternoon the red/orange/brown leaves were twirling around the buildings downtown ... and along the fences of the street where I live.
Thats when I want to run like when I was a kid and let the flying colors whisper past my ears and tangle my hair .... and you can smell the pungent sweet of their journey back to the earth.
yeah.. love it
really interesting vaughn
john
Vaughn, I grew up on the coast and am very familiar with sea breezes, and now, after 54 years I know why. Good one!!
I like the combination poetry (haiku) and reason (notes) in this one. Mind-boggling. Should one understand? Or should one become one with the beautiful scene? Both approaches seem valid to me…
what a refreshing summer scene...
i usually check out your notes site... interesting and informative.
Andrew: Sorry about the cold. It has been like that here too. This was based of some experiences we had a year ago when in Trinidad. :-)
Senile (aka Karasu, Hototogisu, and Crazy Ronin): When I wrote this I was reminded of one of your blog posts not too long ago which featured the frmantle sea breeze. That must be an awesome wind (and welcome). Pity the poor blyders in the centre of country. ;-)
Pamela: So is that wind funneling up the Columbia a sea breeze?
John: Thanks.
Pat: Thanks.
Borut: Yeah, sometimes it is fun to find out the "why" behind things. It is also cool to zen into stuff. Thanks for the encouraging words.
Polona: Thanks for your kind words. I am pleased you enjoy the notes.
You could say it is... because it's the moist pacific ocean air that flows in and then worm holes into the Gorge.
Hood River is right where this happens and is the wind surfing capital of the world...
then it follows the gorge (cut through the Cascade Mtns) and brings the rain to us in the mid columbia basin and the blue mtns.
It was kind of out of context... but when you talked about the breeze, I applied it to our afternoon.
I had a moment of jibber jabber, I guess -----Haiku that (:
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