first journey of spring—
 
a quick walk around the block
 
between rain showers

Clouds

 
 
 

Dark clouds to the north—
 
perhaps an autumn shower
 
will settle the dust.

Flooding

 
 

my garden at dawn—
 
a shower of plum blossoms
 
flooding the footpath

Guadalajara

 
 

passing spring shower—
 
Guadalajara’s gutters
 
rife with detritus