A lovely sky indeed

I’m glad I didn’t keep my eyes straight ahead while taking my bag lunch from the library to the lake side this day. The cotton look left my jaw hanging.


All’s well with Ellie B

My dear wife Karen’s schedule change for the new job at the hospital has put me in a bit of a tizzy. I’m getting accustomed to her second-shift pattern bit by bit, but that doesn’t mean I have to like the increased alone time. Oh, wait. Of course, I have the company of Ellie B…

Back in business

We’ve started moving to the left-side path on our break walks from the library. The bikers and roller blades are back in force. Yes, even the attractive, big Cuse Cycle cruisers are navigating the right path set aside for sports. We will beware.

Clang, clang, clang goes the trolley

My dear wife Karen spotted it first, over on the far side of the big road when we pulled into the Byrne Dairy to fill her car up with gas. A trolley! Yes, indeed. Not the kind attached to overhead cables we’d riddden while in San Francisco, mind you, but of the same sort of…

The loneliest egg

On a work break walk through the Village of Liverpool, a colleague and I spotted a sad sight on a side street. A single bird’s egg sat, sad and alone, in the middle of the pavement. It was a lovely shade of blue. We surmised that the small thing might belong to a robin. I…