And the dogwood flowers

This weekend past was the hurrah statement for our frontyard dogwood. Cheers to the start of May.

Dialed back, it’s still Festival season

The held the Crawfish Festival at the Syracuse Inner Harbor on Saturday. It was very different than the rollicking parties my dear wife Karen and I have attended in Clinton Square before COVID-19 wiped everything out for 2020. No live music. No beer tents. No impromptu dancing. Yes to a food truck rodeo to join…

Great sight in the park

During a recent work break at the library, I looked across Second Street. A pink tree was blooming in beautiful fashion. It was a short trot across the street to capture the sight that makes me so happy in April.

Our fandom stands forever

While waiting to secure tickets for May 4th opening day, I strolled over to the brick sections outside of NBT Bank Stadium. Elisabeth’s fantastic gift has been added to the lovely fan section. Thank you, dear daughter! We will visit our brick and smile every game we attend, I am sure.

It pays to be an early bird

Ticket Trade-in Day for the Syracuse Mets started at 10 a.m. one day last week. I received permission from my boss at the library to report in late. I had the four tabletop seats from last season’s canceled opening day still sitting in my dresser. George Three had a coupon book of unused vouchers for…

Just like that, stirrings on the front tree

When my dear wife Karen and I left for a Saturday safe outing, our lone front yard tree showed signs of bursting forth. When we returned an hour-plus later, the buds had really burst. The pods stood out against the late April sky. Our dogwood is getting ready to deliver more. I looked it up…