Why the Dearth of Monday Poems?
while looking at Sunday's mirror.
Mondays follow Sundays,
and that alone should be reason
Echoes of Auguste's
Luncheon of the Boating Party?
The well dressed Ladies
in their summer finery?
The clinking of the glasses,
the bottles of wine?
Oops, wrong line,
wrong picture too!
(Come to think of it,
who wants to be served
by Renoir's garçons in underwear???)
There we go!
wrong image! *sigh*
Look at this scene,
out on a wooden deck,
no boat in sight, but
no mysterious gentlemen in tophats either!
(Ever wondered about those gentlemen,
milling about in the back of Renoir's boat,
looking like ominous tax collectors,
ready to spoil the fun?)
Ah, Life is But a Dream
Built on a dearth of Monday poems!
Photographed by Merisi
- who studied Renoir's
beautiful, room-filling painting intently
on many a visit to The Phillips Collection
in Washington, D.C. -
May 17, 2009
Schloss Hof - Hof Castle
Once upon a time,
Hof Castle had a working farm.
Nowadays its main building houses
the restaurant "Zum Weißen Pfau"
"To the White Peacock"
The outdoor eating area
offers a view of the castle on one side,
rolling hills of the open countryside
on the other.
The food is not bad either.
Dedicated to my friends
Renate and Veronika
"The Luncheon of the Boating Party"
would have not have been half the fun
without their company!