Hello to you, too, Anna

The big boat I’d been waiting for pulled into its Onondaga Lake Marina slip this week. As I walked on our work break with my colleagues, I happily pulled my iPhone 8 out to catch the craft with the so-clever moniker painted across the back. I’m glad to greet Me Anna You II from nearby…

There’s much to be done with the backyard pool

You’d think the second season of the backyard pool at A Bitty Better in the Liverpool neighborhood of Galeville might be easier for my dear wife Karen. As you may recall, she’s taken on all pool duties. Well, the pool guys are sharing plenty this spring. The reason the water level is so low is…

No customers but plenty of merchandise at the yard sale

You never know what’s going to catch my eye as I stroll the blocks around A Bitty Better in the Liverpool neighborhood of Galeville. Recently I spied a Yard Sale sign at the corner of the closest apartment complex. Sometimes I walk without Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle, say, if it’s too hot and I…

The Post reminds us what publish or perish means

There is no fake news in The Post. Weak-kneed journalist need not apply, either, as the president and his justice department followers attempt to put the clamps on a free press. Sound familiar? But this ripped-from-the-news docudrama directed by Steven Spielberg from the work of screenwriters Liz Hannah and Josh Singer turns the calendar way…

My short days at The Post taught me so much, so well

Watching The Post tossed me into my own personal Wayback Machine. Tom Hanks as managing editor Ben Bradlee and Meryl Streep as owner/publisher Katherine Graham might as well have been speaking directly to me. Once upon a time, they did. Romanticize those short encounters with a copy aide from the sports department circa 1978/79 I…

Some days we can call the lake rough

On a recent work break walk, I thought maybe we’d taken a wrong turn and ended up at Lake Ontario instead of Onondaga Lake. The seas, she was a rough, my friends. And this was just one day after the crystal-smooth surface I showed you here yesterday. Oh, the changeable features of our nearest body…

Some days we can call it a lake placid

The other day on a work break stroll from the library, Onondaga Lake truly did look like a mirror. I ran right up to the water with my iPhone 8. Now this looked like a day for sailing. Yet there was nary a person out there on a craft of any sort.

Thanks for the color, May

On this last day of May, I once again salute the colors springing forth out of our little piece of earth in the Liverpool neighborhood of Galeville. The backyard daisies look quite happy in this season’s spot. Great planning from my dear wife Karen, indeed.

The Central New York stock of Wailua Wheat is at my house

I told you about my job of receiving a case of Kona Brewing’s Wailua Wheat Beer from my terrific daughter Elisabeth and her sensational significant George Three for Christmas. They had it shipped up from New Jersey. Of course, those 24 bottles are gone, gone, gone. Our local supermarket chain, Wegmans, carries the Hawaiian-born, U.S.-brewed…

Fill ‘er up, high test

My dear wife Karen and I took a trip to Lowe’s the Saturday of our three-day weekend to celebrate Memorial Day. We kept the shopping list small. Enough outdoor work gloves to cover us both for the rest of the spring and summer. We hope. And five bags of brown mulch to spread out in…