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July (Dog) Days

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A Calendar of Haiku - July

 thunder clouds 
shadowing mountains
a buzzard calls

One of the more vocal birds of prey, the buzzard, often gives a mewing call during one of its trademark broad-winged thermal-riding soars ...

There are three birds calling here right over the sound recordists head.

 buzzard soaring 
above the mountains
thunder rumbles

We sometimes have up to five together riding the thermals over the nearby fields. We live in the foothills of Snowdonia in a valley between the mountains and the sea. From the house they really do seem to soar above the mountains ...

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Photo taken by my daughter, Bea, on her iPhone and later edited in photoshop.

The recording in this post is used here under the Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike license. This and many more can be found at - Xeno-Canto

Notes

The dog days or dog days of summer are the hot, sultry days of late July/early August. They were historically the period following the heliacal rising of the star system Sirius, which Greek and Roman astrology connected with heat, drought, sudden thunderstorms, lethargy, fever, mad dogs, and bad luck. Wikipedia Date: Wed, 22 July 2020 – Sat, 22 August 2020

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Deborah Vass
July 1, 2020 6:55 am

What a wonderful place to live. I love to hear the sound of buzzards and thankfully they are becoming more common here too.

Ashley
July 1, 2020 4:26 pm

Buzzards are one of my favourite raptors. I often hear them before seeing them. I think your 2nd verse captures a really good moment of summer.

Sandra
July 1, 2020 6:49 pm

So that’s the origin of dog days! We too have buzzards and I love to watch and to hear them. I hope we get some of those things associated with the period, Clive. Some but not all!

Bea
Bea
July 2, 2020 2:46 pm

Oi.dad. You forgot to mention the make and model of my phone 😛

Jane
July 2, 2020 7:06 pm

What a beautiful photo Clive, I wish I was there, and haiku and buzzard mew

Padmini Krishnan
July 5, 2020 4:53 pm

Can visualize the shadowing mountains. Amazing haiku.

Mary Strong- Spaid
Mary Strong- Spaid
July 5, 2020 11:06 pm

Growing up, I always loved to hear the strong, deep voice of thunder.
To me, thunder always sounded like the voice of God.
To this day, whenever I hear thunder it makes me feel like everything is going to be OK–no matter how many problems there are in this world.
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Hearing the rumbling and watching thunderstorms rolling in over mountains–that must be awesome!

Andrea Stephenson
July 12, 2020 4:27 pm

It does sound like a call made for soaring over mountains – or over deserts. Love the atmosphere of the haiku – I love a thunderstorm and there have been many days lately when it seems like we should have had one, but it hasn’t appeared.