Skunk Patrol, continued

Upon return from our less-than-a-week trip to the thin air of Colorado, we were quickly greeted by the thick, familiar and awful scent in the backyard of the Little Bitty in the Syracuse city neighborhood of Syracuse. A day back, and Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle showed too much interest around the shed and back…

Next, the butterflies?

The rest of the gang in the fenced-off triangle in backyard of our Little Bitty in the Syracuse city neighborhood of Eastwood have come to bloom. The purple-top, the highest in the bunch and the one planted first in our butterfly garden by my dear wife Karen, has been joined by the white sprout transplanted…

Powerful image to me

While striding around to capture the feel of the farm earlier this week, my eye caught sight of another towering presence up the road apiece. Between the plants and memorials of a country cemetery stood sentry structures that have drawn arguments for and against. In the old days, they were called windmills. Don Quixote battled…

Thank you, my new family, for accepting me this way

We sat more than a week back in the living room of our Little Bitty in the Syracuse neighborhood of Eastwood, comfortable in our usual evening hang-out positions of couch and recliner, when my dear wife Karen dropped this one on me. What did I discover about her those precious days we spent in Colorado…

Bringing back the very goods

We saw a lot of nice merch in Estes Park and Denver. Of course, when you’ve got one checked bag each and carry on each that you’re going to lug on the plane at Denver, through the airport for the layover in Atlanta and then back home to Syracuse, you’re not going to try to…