Kiwa Creek

Sunday, April 21, 2013

Still poor weather. WEnt for a bit of a drive in the afternoon. Have now found out that our Ipad is afflicted with that problem that is prevalent among apple products and can't find the wifi sites that are available. somehow they slip from its memory and you can't even get them through "Others".
Got afew more pages written yesterday. It is good to have that urge again. Mind you I don't have much else to do here.
I wasn’t here when the hills were burned

Snags were thick, bare ground was spurned

Until grass then brush and mountain ash

Grew quickly , a green toned spreading rash

 

Then seedling pines, firs and spruce

Soon covered the hills a home for moose

A quarter century past from when I wasn’t there

The hills are recovered – no longer bare.

 

But across the valley,  after I had come and left

Fire razed the mountain, no trees, a land bereft

But strange is nature’s ways

For the mountain’s beauty is a thing to praise.

 

Two more highlands surround the bowl

Is  their future to be burnt, a blackened coal

 

Her's a little Poem I wrote two or 3 years ago about the hills that make Salmon Arm into a bowl.

 

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