Monthly Archives: June 2018

Poetry Friday–The June Edition

Welcome to Poetry Friday! Is it summer yet? About twenty-five years ago when we lived in Urbana, IL our local NPR had a Friday morning feature with their famed weather man called “Ask Ed.” Folks would phone the station and tell Ed where they were going for the weekend and Ed would predict the weather at their destination…. sounds kind of quaint, huh? And what, you might ask, does that have to do with whether or not it’s summer? The aforementioned Ed liked to talk about the meteorological season, which according to him began March 1st, June 1st, September 1st, and December 1st. So thanks to Ed I can say that although it’s still three weeks until the solstice, it’s meteorological summer–and that’s good enough for me.

After a cold spring the weather suddenly turned hot and summery this week in Michigan, bringing with it some startling changes. Most annoying are the swarms of mosquitoes that just emerged. But there are also some pleasant sights, including a quick ripening and fall of maple seeds. The air filled with helicopters earlier this week as all the maple trees seemed to drop their seeds at once. I tried to take a few shots of the seed storm. I now know that it’s a challenge to capture that sight in a photo. Here are the best of my efforts, along with a short poem inspired by our helicopter storm (with thanks to my younger offspring for spiralizing my words and adding them to a photo.)

© Buffy Silverman

A fuzzy view of the seed storm–click to see them fly.

 

Most of the seeds have landed.

 

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