On my way up to the mountains two days ago, winter holds on still. Snow showers made for an eerie drive. This dampened my enthusiasm for a peek at spring’s arrival in the mountains. I doubted there would be any evidence, as it turns out I was right. The property was covered in snow encrusted with ice.
bare branches
now adorned with buds
lure of spring
creek gallups without reserve
spring melt, brazen song of spring
Pat R
3/24/19
a shift in season
as tulips reach for the sun —
come spring equinox,
longer days and clear blue skies,
come chase the blues born of gray
Pat R
3/16/19
For Frank Tassone’s Challenge where the prompt is Spring Equinox
This is the Montauk Club from my door-xursion today. I have yet to drive by this place without gauking at the architecture. And the doors. It was founded in 1889 and has remained a private club since its founding. The magnificent Club House was designed by the famed New York architect Francis H. Kimball, who was inspired by a palace on Venice’s Grand Canal. The Club House was completed in 1891 and its Venetian gothic architecture, carved mahogany woodwork and beautiful stained glass windows remain its signature features.
Stuff happens here too, so one day soon I’ll get to see what the inside looks like.
Pat R
3/14/19
For #Wordless Wednesday
Pat R
3/13/19
delight of spring melt
sound of water in motion
a rambunctious creek
Pat R
3/12/19
For Ronovan Writes Haiku where the prompt is Sound & Motion
small frog floats
lily pad asway
gone swimming
Pat R
3/06/19
For Ronovan Writes Haiku where the prompt words are ” Swim & Float”
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