It seemed right to see the big sign outside the entrance of the fall food truck rally remind me that our state fairgrounds is governed by agriculture and markets. Food, right? We were ready for lunch. More to come. Want to take a guess at what I ate?
My dear wife Karen, terrific daughter Elisabeth, fiance George Three and I decided it was time for another visit to a food truck rally. Our decision was made easy by the fact that they were gathering for an autumn visit to the New York State fairgrounds. As we walked over the pedestrian bridge toward the…
I noticed on an early morning stroll that way down yonder more leaves are starting to go to color.
The birds out on a line in Onondaga Lake seem to have the right idea to me.
George Three had ticket vouchers remaining in his booklet, so we squeezed a last game in at NBT Bank Stadium. This provided a wonderful view of the sunset as well as a great perspective of the game. And the Mets won, 8-5.
Our cherished rescue mutt Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle says sunshine in autumn on the side alcove is A-OK with her.
Our roses say autumn is just fine for blooming. Up front and out back. The seasons, plural, suit us fine.
Somehow, for some reason, more purple/pink blossoms keep turning up in our mostly-white front yard window guardian. It does look quite interesting.
The pool closers did their thing. We live in a one-season climate for the backyard pool, for sure. This was a very good season for dipping, I will say. Thank you, my dear wife Karen, for your wonderful pool upkeep so we could thoroughly enjoy our oasis.
On this first day of fall, I offer the recent capture at the Onondaga Lake Marina. Boats are still docked. Leaves on the tree are still green and quite up there. Lights on the Lake decorations are piled and ready for installation.