Chugging out of Schenectady

On her way back home from her traveling job at the end of last work week, my dear wife Karen took one moment to pull to the side of the road to snap an iPhone photo of the beautiful train station in Schenectady. Notice the moon to the top left. I like the look a…

Our first blossoms of spring

Our front-yard daffodils once again bless us this time in April as our first blossoms of the year. It’s like saying hello to trusty, old pals. They’re bending a bit with their age, but they sure do know how to make me smile.

Calling my name

It’s time to circle the backyard with a brown paper recycling bag. Ah, the chores of spring to make amends for the gusts of winter.

Thank you for prepping for another season, plow company

The plowing season is officially over. I arrived home from my work shift at the library to find the driveway stakes gone and the plowed-up edge at the street corner turned over and seeded. Good job, folks. Did I get value for paying ahead for the whole season? It may have been more economic to…

Crack that bat

I see promise up and down the order of my hometown Syracuse Mets. Yes, even though they were shut out 5-0 in my game of this season. I know, it’s early.

Bring it, pitcher

Some pitchers have a great motion to watch, especially when you’ve scored great tabletop seats behind home plate. Count Syracuse Mets lefty Thomas Szapucki among those I now consider smooth on the mound. No matter that my hometown squad fell 5-0 to the Scranton/Wilkes-Barre RailRiders. Well, little matter.

Tacos of opening day?

This year’s Syracuse Mets opening day fell on a Tuesday. Taco Tuesday, as they call it every week. Three tacos for 10 bucks. The line started at the rear. We got pizza and chicken tenders and cheesesteak sandwiches, some nachos and fries on the side, regular prices. Maybe another Tuesday at the stadium …