Obedient, Raspy, Somber
Obedient to Nature’s call,
a raspy wind sweeps the landscape,
takes its breath away,
turns grasses from green to gold
in somber remembrance of rain.
Written in response to two prompts—the three words that appear in the title, and this week’s photo challenge, Muse, in which we’re asked to consider and show a subject we keep returning to. Besides lines and shadow, I most often return to leaves. I never tire of the surprise I find in their variety—their shape, color, movement and what they “say” about time and season. Leaves are my favorite muse.
I took this photo in my home state, California, still in its drought.