This week we traveled to Virginia to visit with my son and his family. While we were there we spent an afternoon going through the Grand Caverns located near Grottos, VA. The formations were very impressive. as we wondered underground from room to room. Our guide used a blue light to point out the special features as we went. It was a cool 56F underground. We were moving continually so we did not mind at all. These are some of the formations we saw there.
Photos: Dwight L. Roth
We spent some time this week in Virginia with my son and family. Driving up through the mountains to the Shenandoah Valley is a beautiful ride. Their season is about three weeks behind North Carolina. The red bud trees and the pink and white dogwoods were all in bloom. This one was across the street from my son’s house.
Pink dogwoods blushing
Spring sunshine in every bud
Photo: Dwight L. Roth
Just off the Blue Ridge Parkway in Virginia, there is a walking bridge across the James River. The cliff swallows have taken residence in the tall concrete columns. Attaching their mud nests to the ceiling, they lay their eggs and hatch out their young as people come and go below.
Red mud nests hold young
Voracious appetites keep
Cliff Swallows feeding
Photos: Dwight L. Roth
Frank Tassone’s Haikai challenge for today is to include the Swallow. We saw these amazing birds feeding as we walked across the James River one Mother’s Day. Somehow it seemed appropriate to be watching mother feeding their babies high overhead.
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If you are over sixty, you might remember Pat Boone’s song: “When the swallows come back to Capistrano…” !
Have your ever seen frost flowers growing on a cold winter morning? Many years ago when I was much younger, I enjoyed going deer hunting. Since I was a school teacher, the Thanksgiving break was a great time to hunt. I remember getting up very early on Thanksgiving morning, and driving my Ford Maverick back into the mountains near Broadway, Virginia. I forded a small stream and parked in the pines at the bottom of the ridge.
It was a very cold morning and the air was heavy with moisture. I climbed the side of the mountain, the sun was just coming up. I noticed that the sun was shinning off of ice crystal that had grown forming beautiful flowers on the ground. It was one of the most beautiful sites I have seen. The air temperature and the moisture in the air were just the right combination to produce frost flowers. The sun soon melted them away as I made my way to the top.
Mountain frost flowers
Crystals soon to melt away
Deer and hunter dance
Frost Flower Photo: kuriositas.com (This is very similar to the ones I saw)
This Haibun is for Frank Tassone’s Haikai Challenge with the prompt winter mountain.
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This weekend we have been traveling. This evening we took a ride through the farming country of Stuarts Draft, Virgina. It was late evening and the clouds were catching the setting sun. Below are some of my evening shots in the Shenandoah Valley.
Photos:Dwight L. Roth
In the heart of the Shenandoah Valley and the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia is Massanutten Peak. Forty eight years ago I attended college in Harrisonburg, Virginia and enjoyed this view from our campus. A couple of weeks ago I went back to attend a memorial service. In the evening, I walked to the top of the hill and sat on a bench next to the water tower, and watched the light change in the early evening. Here are some of the changes that took place.
Photos:Dwight L. Roth
We took the scenic route part of the way back from Virginia to North Carolina today. We drove about a hundred miles down the Blue Ride Parkway from Waynesboro to Roanoke. It was wonderful to see the spring foliage at the different elevations. Here are a few photos to enjoy, all poetry in their own right. I will post more at a later date.
Yesterday I spent Thanksgiving with my son and family in Shenandoah Valley of Virginia. In the afternoon we took a ride to the top of Afton Mountain where we got on the Skyline Drive. This is the northern end of the Blue Ridge Parkway in NC. It was a little hazy from the forest fires that were burning down the valley, but the winter views are still spectacular. Here is another poem without words. Enjoy!!