Thinking back I can see that I read it earlier in the week and then associated the scene it describes with one I wrote in a recent short story, where pre-dawn rain was making percussive sounds on scrap metal.
My haiku might be:
in pre-dawn darkness
metal makes percussive sounds
rainfall in junkyard
Anyway, that's what led me to record this piece.
This week I'm traveling and had a couple of hours with my nephew's drums.
I recorded them first, using the Rode mic that attaches to my Nikon camera.
Then I quickly put together a chord progression that would suit the C key of my tongue drum, then recorded a couple of takes on that instrument.
It would've been good to add a bass but the ukulele and tongue drum were the only instruments at hand.