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Showing posts with label Trexler Memorial Park. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Trexler Memorial Park. Show all posts
Wednesday, January 2, 2019
Thursday, December 20, 2018
Winding Wintry Sunset ...
“Well,
I know now. I know a little more how much a simple thing like a snowfall can
mean to a person.”
~ Sylvia Plath
~ 1932-1963
~ “The Unabridged Journals of
Sylvia
Plath”
~ published 1982
The
path winds toward a wintry sunset amid the snow painted landscape on a
beautiful January day at Trexler Memorial Park, Allentown, Pennsylvania.
Wednesday, November 28, 2018
Little Parson Brown ...
“… In the meadow we can build a
snowman
Then pretend that he is Parson
Brown
He’ll say, are you married?
We’ll say, no man
But you can do the job
When you’re in town …”
~ “Winter Wonderland”
~ music by Felix Bernard,
lyrics by Richard B.
Smith
~ 1934
“Winter Wonderland” is a winter
song, popularly regarded as a Christmas song. Through the decades it has been
recorded by over 200 different artists.
Just like a Little Parson Brown,
this miniature snowman that I saw a little boy make sits in front of the
Springhouse on one of the stone bridges at Trexler Memorial Park, Allentown,
Pennsylvania on November 17, 2018, two days after the season’s first snowfall.
The pre-Thanksgiving snowfall blanketed the region with eight inches of snow.
This log cabin was part of
Springhouse, the summer home of General Harry C. Trexler (1854-1933) an
American industrialist who built a business empire in Allentown. The park is
his namesake.
I presented the image in sepia to
enhance the nostalgic feel.
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