Our dogwood is looking good

Now that my old friend Greg Boytos has convinced me that my front yard tree is a dogwood, it has come out in full for my dear wife Karen and I to celebrate. (I’m not saying that Greg is old, mind you, because he and I are roughly the same age. I am saying that…

This time, the hair goes, too

So the virus crisis and stay-at-home normal here in Central New York has reached round two of my do-it-yourself vanity mechanizations. Can’t go to Theresa’s joint, Hairy Notions, for my every-four-week beard and hair trim. The hair I was able to let go the last time around. This time, both ends of my head had…

We take our annual visit to Ballantyne Gardens

My dear wife Karen needs to dig in the dirt each spring. This year’s trying times brought challenges past several planned transplants in hopes of better blooming. But we saw that our favorite Liverpool nursery, Ballantyne Gardens, was open and calling our name. Yes, we could have ordered online, but with plants, we want to…

Still looking fresh

Pretty perennials. On our safe walks past some buildings that have either closed or drastically curtailed their activities, I certainly note how nature doesn’t care much. Cheers to the daisies proudly showing off in front of the Salina Town Offices.

Get sad as good people spiral in Marriage Story

Marriage Story is as sad a movie as I’ll see during this stay-at-home, I’m quite certain during and right after watching it on Netflix with my dear wife Karen, blotting my eyes with a tissue and knowing in my heart that it deserved the praise and honors of this year’s award shows. Oh, how these…

Let the tree debate continue

The last time I put the near-buds up here, people told us we did not have a lilac. We had a magnolia. This came after a couple years of my dear wife Karen and I calling our front yard spring-flowering tree our lilac. All because that’s what folks on social media told us it was.…