Icy cold
It took me until a February safe walk to discover what looked like a completely frozen over Onondaga Lake this year. Still, I don’t want to see anybody trying to walk out there. It was so warm during the early parts of winter …
Put away the lights, please
On a recent work break safe walk — short, yes — I passed a tangle of the taken-down Lights on the Lake displays. I don’t blame the workers from resting them until, well, maybe a warm spell?
Looking for the dashing dog
Even in winter, the Village of Liverpool pet store punster can come through for me on my safe walk.
The Only Living Boy in New York hurdles over eccentric
Movie buffs most likely are way, way deep into the streaming platform search lists in the hopes for that unearthed gem by this point of the second winter of our COVID-19 isolation. We are in our living room. So I stopped on Amazon Prime’s <em>The Only Living Boy in New York</em> and hit play one…
Happy Valentine’s Day
Our winter roses in the front yard send you a Happy Valentine’s Day.
Looking bright out in the cold, this sunset
Even though our temperatures were barely into double-digits F, the glow outside my windows pulled my outside last night. The orange at the far side of our street surely looked warm. Cheers for a Friday February sunset. And I noted the time as 5:30 p.m. with the sun still peeking over the horizon. Hooray.
It’s still just me
Here’s what happens if I let the dog out and take the garbage pails in at the same time.
Screwing up some courage
Entering into the walk zone during a cold break from my library job, I keep telling myself that we are halfway through winter and rounding the corner to spring. Right?!
The dog and her squirrels
The dog is real. The baby squirrels are toys. My dear wife Karen orders the little stuffier to replenish our cherished rescue mutt’s supply every few months or so. They don’t last that long with her attention. At this moment, however, she is contemplating a blueberry.
Finally wilted
At last winter had its way with the stubborn backyard rose. How soon until spring?
Mark Bialczak 