Heat Lightning

Languid and desiccated, the mulberry trunk we used to build this didgeridoo implied its presence – chameleon-like – within the drought ravished grassland where we chanced upon it north of Austin. The tree emerged more as an impression than former organism, yet the worn and unremarkable branches evoked in us a potential image of what is now a subtly beautiful and powerful didgeridoo. Something like the flash of heat lightning in the dark of clear desert nights, and we wait with baited-breath for the thunder.