We’re wondering if we spotted an eagle in its nest

Upon exiting Sundancers after a couple outdoor ‘Coladas, my dear wife Karen and I decided to stroll out on a winding wooden dock. Our curiosity was rewarded with the sight of a big nest atop a metal pole. We wound around the dock maze for the best possible view of the big bird, wondering, hoping,…

Ellie B wants to wave at everybody

It’s hard for me to choose who had more fun on this particular trip to the Atlantic Ocean. You can tell by their smiles that my dear wife Karen and our cherished rescue mutt Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle both think this place on our planet is fairly fabulous. Here’s to toes in the sand…

A shameless plug for the Red Nun

I would declare that my dear wife Karen and I can call the Red Nun our place in Cape Cod. Let me share the reasons why we feel so comfortable at this bar/restaurant: We can walk there from the lovely cottage in, oh, two or three minutes. And, more importantly, walk back after a couple…

Yes, that is a shed

You’d think there’s room for extra guests in this second structure out back in our Cape Cod rental spot. Nope. Just one of the nicest she’d fronts you’ll ever see. Hey, wait, it’s locked. Maybe it is a bunk house! The back side gets me back to my notion of shed.

To the pond, dear dog

Our cherished rescue mutt Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle adores the yearly Cape Cod getaway as much as we do, She’ll keep that smile on her face at the hidden pond, as long as we let her choose her own water level. My dear wife Karen and I appreciate the view, too.

Back to the Beach (Bar) please and thank you

My dear wife Karen and I wondered how this state of COVID-19 Cautions would affect the places we’ve come to rely on for the two big Rs in our annual Cape Cop getaway. We’d be happy if they were open and operating in a manner that made us feel safe. The Beach Bar’s bar is…

Many hit the right tenor in The High Note

The life of a music legend is smooth and easy, right? And her personal assistant runs herself ragged making sure that is so. Well, no and yes. And yes and no. So it goes in The High Note, a very pleasant 113 minutes of pop drama directed by Nisha Galatea from a screenplay by Flora…

The air seems rare now

I took these photographs and wrote this post on downtown walk a while ago as I continue to clear out some unpublished posts. Summer, you know? When I first moved to Syracuse way back when, my raised-downstate mind noted the lack of skyscrapers. Now I note how high this building looks to me.