What sees you, Ellie B?

My attention was immediately drawn up to the rising sun, as I posted here yesterday. Then I noticed cherished rescue mutt Ellie B had not moved past her first couple of steps to the deck. I still do not know what out there drew her rapt stare.

Welcome, mid-November sunrise

I’m glad to run back inside for my iPhone when cherished rescue mutt Ellie B’s early morning go-out to the backyard is accompanied by a beautiful wake-up-to-a-golden sunrise moment like it was Thursday.

Can’t hide from me

Sometimes our cherished rescue mutt Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle thinks her hidey-hole between the backyard bushes render her totally invisible from the prying eye of my iPhone 8. Ha!

Another Year for Lights on the Lake

Lights on the Lake opened Monday night. I saw this fact on the news while getting ready for work in the morning. My how time goes by. So I left a bit early and rushed down the two blocks from the library parking garage, a bit before 8 a.m. Yes, the lights were on already.…

Finding a bright spot

Charting the process of the falling leaves there and here in our backyard, I note a patch of red hanging up and out. Past our shed. Past the neighbor’s white house. Yes, on the next block, big color that won’t yet fall.

A true, heartfelt memorial for Benny Mardones

Benny Mardones would have had a blast. Back it up a minute. Somewhere up above, the rocker who left us in June 2020 surely did soar along with the full house at the Palace Theatre in Syracuse Saturday night during every second of Bless a Brand New Angel: A Tribute to Benny Mardones. There was…

A lot can fall in a week

After the mowing of the lawn last Saturday, I srote of how many leaves remained up on the trees. Yesterday, many had found their way to the lawn. (And pool cover.) But, no, it is not yet time to take the lawn mower out of the shed for one more mow.

Remembering Benny Mardones

The first time the big voice that was Benny Mardones took on its full dimensions in vivid reality, I’d walked down from my second-floor reporter’s cubby for the big daily, summoned to the lobby by the desk staffer with these simple words, “Benny’s here.” Down the stairs I went. Wide my eyes opened. There stood…

Now we have a new fireplace (sort of)

My dear wife Karen told me of her trip to the local Lowe’s and how she’d spied a small, easy, shelf-sized portable faux fireplace that would fit neatly into the unit that separates our open concept living room and kitchen. Working on our sixth year in A Bitty Better here in Galeville, she continued to…