Sunday, July 10, 2016
serendipity - festival of words, day 1
Just when catching the photo
A bee ventures along, humming about
The things we can plan, and
Such a nice double coincidence: browsing my wordpress-blogroll, I arrived at the Festival of Words Blog challenge. Which starts: today. And runs for 1 week, with daily posts. Now, how to come up with something on spot? Or maybe a revisit? ...As today is the warmest Sunday of the year, and the end of the soccer cup, a summer story memory popped up. To go with it, I tried a pink photo -- and it felt: a bee wanted to become part of this picture. Which then turned: into a summer on-the-spot-poem.
Above is a flash-version of the bee photo, and here's the original:
Now, off to browse the other blogs.
But first, the summer story, revisited:
It was the summer of vuvuzelas. The ball rolled on and on, down there in the South of Africa, between all those countries of the world. Huge screens glowed in the night, green reflections of success and failure.
Then suddenly, it was over. The TV channels returned to their normal daily and weekly schedules. The heat kept lingering, though. It turned lawns into patches of prairie: yellow and stubby the grass stood, as if waiting for antelopes and hyenas. Still hesitant, you went, and bought one of the last vuvuzelas on sale, and we finally learned to do the rain dance.