Winter and Catskill
seasons: Is there anything as inspiring on a fleeting
winter day, then a frosty afternoon trek along a snow-covered road. Soft dabbled sunlight casts long shadows, as
mountain air cools like a brick dropped from a four-story building. Don’t dally, but enjoy the sights.
Winter
shadows:
A
partial wet flow, of an ice covered mountain brook, glistens in mid-day
sunlight. Unrestrained water gently
gurgles meandering downstream. In coming
weeks, as snow melts, this mountain brook will bellow the loud notes of a full
church choir.
Biscuit
Brook winter:
For
a change of seasons, we find ourselves in a Catskill hollow, where native brook
trout reside in a secluded small pond. A
pond with a time-honored, weathered, abandoned structure in clear view; a clash
of the present and the past.