The tall one that helps keep our kitchen semi-private in the warm months has bloomed. Good mix with the lasting lavender, I think.
This particular tree stand at Onondaga Lake Park is always a spot for me to reflect. Happy Memorial Day to all as we remember.
To think that I am not a boat person. Ships I got to like, if I wore the patch to ward off my chronic seasickness …
Of course my eyes are also drawn upward while I hang by the lake before work. Even with the number of boats in the marina increasing.
Here, exactly, is why I leave early for my library job and take the time to walk down to the lake.
The park tables under the leafy trees look inviting as my pre-work stroll reaches its mid-point. No time to sit down and appreciate them, though.
As my dear wife Karen and I stay busy with backyard gardening, cherished rescue mutt Ellie knows a weekend also means hanging out on the deck.
My friend John visited after work to diagnose the big fig tree he’d delivered in November. We’d been texting about some concerns rattling around my brain since he’d told me it was OK to take it out from its winter home in our shed. He’d mulled over my texted photos and decided it was time…
As I took a pre-work stroll, I noticed a boat already out on the water. Looked like they were having a good time. Early in the day, getting toward late May. Good for them.
My awesome daughter Elisabeth texted me that she and fiance George would be coming over on a day of my choice with sandwiches from Touch of Broadway Delicatessen. Thank you, giver of the gift card. On the chosen day, I texted back my request for hot pastrami with sauerkraut, provolone and spicy mustard on dark…