I refuse to take the bait except for with my iPhone 6s

I rather enjoy what I spot on the 15-minute break walks from my workplace at the library. Indeed, you can get live bait 24 hours a day in the Village of Liverpool. No, the blocks of First Street do not include a true bait shop. Instead, the worms turn from a soda-like dispenser. It’s at…

This boat goes from here to there

The boat is back near the neighbor’s driveway near a Bitty Better in the Liverpool neighborhood of Galeville. It’s a stretch to fit this baby in the front yard. I’m talking about the boat on the left, naturally. Although the boat on the right would suffice for a trip out on any of the waters…

Our first snow

I knew the weather folks were right when I let Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle out to do some /ate/early business around 3:30 a.m. When I’d returned home to A Bitty Better in the Liverpool neighborhood of Galeville from bowling last night, it was a rainy mess. But overnight it had turned cold. We have…

Galeville in its fall PJs

Our cherished rescue mutt Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle will not relinquish her walk through the blocks surrounding A Bitty Better in the Liverpool neighborhood of Galeville just because more cold weather is moving in. Thank you for this bit of lasting beauty.

A flower shop with a name that fits

Every work day when I drive from A Bitty Better in the Liverpool neighborhood of Galeville to embrace my job at the Liverpool Public Library, I pass this place on the left. I think: Who doesn’t want to add pretty flowers to their lawns! And I D(I)G the appropriate business chosen by the person with…

Hanging in there

I stick my head out the First Street door of the library and take a look across the road. Johnson Park doesn’t want to give way to what’s ahead. Just saying.

Early morning, Village of Liverpool seems happy

The sun is rising later and later as we move into November. So I left a little earlier than usual for my job at the library to poke around for some early morning sights in the Village of Liverpool. In fact, the street lights along First Street had yet to extinguish themselves. The sun had…

How fast will they trot?

My mind is the thing that raced when I say this sign during a break walk from my work at the library. Why are they calling the runners for this event turkeys? Oh, wait. Thanksgiving is approaching!