Springtime in California ~
thoughts turn to the open road
Showing posts with label road trip. Show all posts
Showing posts with label road trip. Show all posts
Saturday, March 23, 2013
Posted about a year ago ...
June gloom
yellow’s on the broom–
road trip time
‘June gloom’ is a term used regularly on California’s central coast to describe a particular weather pattern we associate with late spring and early summer, which, according to Wikipedia, “results in cloudy, overcast skies with cool temperatures… [It] is caused by the marine layer effect common to the West Coast….” At the same time, the Scotch broom is in bloom. It’s considered a noxious exotic species, but it’s pretty on the hill- and roadsides. The second line of the haiku is from a song by Adam McNaughton about the Scotland's traveling folk called 'The Yellow's on the Broom'. It’s one of the first songs I want to play when I hit the road.
Posted on Facebook's NaHaiWriMo page on April 23, 2012. The prompt was local seasonal reference (here June gloom).
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
one small rock
a windshield like a spider's web ...
visit to Fort St. John
Alaska Highway -- the ultimate road trip. Rocks thrown up by passing trucks are a hazard. Originally posted on NaHaiWriMo's facebook page, 8/8/2012. The prompt was 'spider', and for some reason it called to mind an incident on the Alaska Highway many years ago. We were returning from a fantastic road trip and 'lost' our muffler outside of Fort St. John. We tied it to the ski rack on the top of the car, in front of the two spare tires, and roared into town. To me it looked like a moose head, which amuses me still. We spent a delightful unplanned day in Fort St. John.
a windshield like a spider's web ...
visit to Fort St. John
Alaska Highway -- the ultimate road trip. Rocks thrown up by passing trucks are a hazard. Originally posted on NaHaiWriMo's facebook page, 8/8/2012. The prompt was 'spider', and for some reason it called to mind an incident on the Alaska Highway many years ago. We were returning from a fantastic road trip and 'lost' our muffler outside of Fort St. John. We tied it to the ski rack on the top of the car, in front of the two spare tires, and roared into town. To me it looked like a moose head, which amuses me still. We spent a delightful unplanned day in Fort St. John.
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