A monsoon is a seasonal prevailing wind that lasts for several months, caused by the development of a thermal low over a land mass normally within the subtropics.
The term was first used in English in India, Bangladesh, Pakistan, and neighboring countries to refer to the big seasonal winds blowing from the Indian Ocean and Arabian Sea in the southwest bringing heavy rainfall to the area.
The North American Monsoon occurs from late June or early July into September, originating over Mexico and spreading into the southwest United States by mid-July.
A wall of desert thunderstorms only a half-hour's drive away is a common summer sight from the sunny skies along the coast during the monsoon.
It is also sometimes called the Desert Monsoon as a large part of the affected area are the Mojave and Sonoran Deserts.
This time of year I begin to long for the changing of the season. It can cause a feeling of uneasiness…of needing to move on…of new beginnings. Here in the desert, the children are already back at school. I am longing for crisp, white notebooks and new pencils. I feel a change coming, a desire to return to a sewing machine long ignored, to crochet hooks and embroidery needles, a gathering up of aspects of me I used to be…yet not forgetting my hard-won knowledge…selective pieces of my past, brought into the present me. I am comfortable in my 56-year-old skin.
Hot diggity dog, it’s a wonderful life.
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Hi Deborah, thanks for your lovely comment on my blog! :) I totally understand your feeling for a change of seasons. I get that way in August and we'll have to wait until well into October before we'll feel the heat break. I loved the monsoons when we still lived in NM! Your photos are gorgeous!! Hugs, Silke
favorite dancer, you should be all set to post. yes?
xoxo
Then let your hands mend where your heart is torn, Deborah...
Bless you, beautiful Dancer/Mother/Woman
Godeliva van Ariadone
So are you saying that TODAY IS YOUR BIRTHDAY?????
If it is...HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!! and just in case it isn't...HAPPY UN-BIRTHDAY!!!!!
Darling Deb, I know exactly how you feel. I too am feeling change in my bones and long for something deeper. Maybe it's a trip to the High Places and the Kingdom of Love. Wanna meet me there?
xoxo Cori
It is a wonderful life.
Love you dear heart.
xoxox
You have an incredibly lovely 56 years of wisdom, and compassion, and intelligence...
but your outside says agelessly beautiful.
aw heck, inside too-i know you are maiden and mother.
xoxoxox
rhonda Roo
PS I'll trade ya a monsoon for a tropical storm
♥
What beautiful pics. I look for changes in October when our weather turns cooler. Too bad the children are back at school. It seems rather early, but maybe they get out early for summer.
Hope all your changes are good ones.
Hugs
oh i know that feeling, that stirring as the seasonal changes occur.
i love that you are so comfortable being beautifully perfect YOU!! That in itself is HOT DIGGITY DOG!
Beautiful skies, beautiful lady :)
xxsm
Deborah dearest,
Your poetry is fascinating; it is real, everyday poetry that speaks to us and everyday people----it is not above us, it is with us. I so appreciate your view of your "56 year old skin"....what is inside is new and fresh, young as every new idea that comes across your marvelous mind! Thank you for your inspiration, your visit to my blog and for your support! Eat all the calorie-free delights that you wish! And stay tuned....Anita
Deb this one's for you:
Summer sweet summer when did you runaway? It seems just like yesterday we were at play. Yet we welcome the change as it blows through the door. On the wings of a dancer it's never a chore. For 56 years she has brightened your day. Dear beautiful summer what can you say. A triple threat she'll always be. Waiting for a season change take it from me.
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