Huge eucalyptus trees line the country roads around our home in California, and when it’s damp they are so aromatic. On those wet mornings the driest land turns green.
This is the fourteenth post in a series featuring one of my photos taken from the back of our (moving) Honda Sabre Shadow, paired with words I wrote while on the same, or different, ride with my husband.
Pungent scent of eucalyptus,
Waving wind towers,
Talking by hugs through heavy jackets,
and bright sun on rain fresh green… everything.
~ experienced from the back of a motorcycle, april 15, 2012~
Thank you for visiting. I wish I could take all of you on our rides with us! Your comments warm my heart and put a smile in my day. And stay tuned for more poetry in motion.