August of Wind

Sly, warm and slinky, the August of Wind was one of endless possibilities.
Oh what fun to blow all the ripe apples off the tree at one time,
to lay bruised and rotting under the cruel, hot sun.
And what a delight to blow gently through the garden greens, with her warm breath,
sending the pale green tempting aroma wafting down to the creek where the roof rats congregated.
They lifted their rodent heads and imagined salad for dinner
before a night flying up and down the cable wires and jumping on and off the roof.
The apples nearly gone, the lettuce eaten to the ground,
the August of Wind just smiled. She had more tricks up her sleeve.
Tired of little backyard games, she swept across the State of California
burning down more area than in any year tracked since 1930.
But she was just a summer breeze. What havoc will her dad
December of Wind bring when the warm, silky weather is done?

Lucy Autrey Wilson

August of Wind - Greg

The spring pixies who love to hang out on the blooming flowers in springtime rarely ever come out during the blazing summers. They mostly dwell in shady caves and forests where they can keep cool while the sun scorches the land. However one year there was strong gust of wind in august and it blew the pixies out from their shady hiding spots out into the open heat. These pixies have a particular blend of magic that causes everything they touch to grow rampantly and beautifully. The reason spring is often so beautiful is because of their presence and the reason things seem to wilt a bit in summer is because of their absence.
No one could understand why everything seemed to suddenly burst back into life in the middle of the hottest part of summer. Then they felt more gusts of wind in august which brought rain along. It was as if the plants had all anticipated the strange return of the rain in august and had all started growing and blooming ahead of time. No one would ever suspect that it was really the spring pixies who had been lifted out of their resting places and who had begun to play and frolic in the windy heat of august.