Poconos – 1

Apparently Einstein had it right: it really is all a matter of relativity in the space-time continuum. For example, if you live in the west of mid-state New York, the mountains there are called the Catskills. If,  however, you cross the border into eastern Pennsylvania, you’ve entered the mountain resort area called the Poconos.

After visiting there I think that whatever you want to call it is fine, but call it first beautiful!

Before viewing the photographs, I would also like to invite you to visit the poetry blog, the Book of Pain. A poem that specifically came out of this trip is One fall drive in the Poconos. Thank you for dropping by the Book of Bokeh.

Hold your line - Poconos, PA

Hold your line – Poconos, PA

Sunbursts - Poconos, PA

Sunbursts – Poconos, PA

Where the dead still walk - Poconos, PA

Where the dead still walk – Poconos, PA

Thank you M. Monet - Poconos, PA

Thank you M. Monet – Poconos, PA

Tricircle - Poconos, PA

Tricircle – Poconos, PA

Split - Poconos, PA

Split – Poconos, PA

On the hoof - Poconos, PA

On the hoof – Poconos, PA

Idyll - Poconos, PA

Idyll – Poconos, PA

They don't make 'em like they used to - Poconos, PA

They don’t make ’em like they used to – Poconos, PA

 

All photographs and comments ©2014 by John Etheridge with all rights reserved; not to be used without the expressed written permission of the copyright owner.

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