March Madness – A Haibun
It is March and high season in Southwest Florida. The temperatures are in the low 80s, the sun is getting hot and the beaches are packed. We are invaded on a daily basis by thousands of visitors from the northern US and Canada who are tired of digging themselves out of snowdrifts and would prefer to wear a swimsuit rather than a sweater.
We share our seaside home with tourists from just about everywhere, including overseas. Every parking lot will be full. You will have to wait over an hour at a restaurant without a reservation. The roads are busy and no one knows where they are going. Oh yes, did I mention Spring Break!
We refrain from swearing and remember it will soon be May and all the snowbirds would have flown. At least until October and then they start to come back again!
March madness is here
The return of the snowbirds
Time to hibernate
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
Merrill is hosting Haibun Monday at DVerse tonight
She prompted us with March Madness.
Thank Lisa! 🙂
You are welcome. As you can see I am way behind reading the dVerse links!
Oh me too! You’re making me feel better. I have a lot going on at present 😐
I loved the tone of this–it made me chuckle. I imagine it’s not too much fun to live there, especially during spring break. I always think that in the summer as we’re driving to the beach, and some of the roads where people live all year long are so crowded.
Thanks Merrill. 🙂💕 Oh it’s a beautiful place to live. Just in season it gets so crazy, busy with people down for the entire winter or those that come and go on vacation. Busy roads, packed beaches. We all complain but we wouldn’t live anywhere else 🙂
That’s a great way to feel!
Lovely haiku! 💞
Thank you sweet friend 💕
My pleasure, Christine!
Ah yes – the onslaught. We used to live in a small resort town – very quiet during the winter months, but once May rolled around, the population exploded.
Yes, tourist towns are either all or nothing. Here we jam from Oct through Apr and then it’s so empty and peaceful May-Sep. The flip side of what you describe 🙂
Nice description: “The roads are busy and no one knows where they are going. ” Follow that with Spring Break and it all makes sense.
Thank Frank 🙂
Having lived at or near the beach for decades… I feel you!
I knew you would! 🤣
I miss home… :-(((( Ha
They’re a weather beaten flock
looking for a break from the chopping block
Yes, how true is that! 🙂
your haiku sums it all so beautifully! i have read about and seen movies about Spring Break! prepare yourself! love reading about seasonal madness from your POV!
Thank you dear Gina! It is crazy from Oct-Apr but March is the peak 😑
reminds me of our beaches too during school holidays between monsoons!
We sometimes complain but we wouldn’t live anywhere else 🙂💕
for that sort of weather i would not either!
🙂 We do get heavy rains in summer and sometimes hurricanes! 😳
yes i read Hemingway’s account, one of the most violent ones in the 1930’s