Next, the butterflies?

The rest of the gang in the fenced-off triangle in backyard of our Little Bitty in the Syracuse city neighborhood of Eastwood have come to bloom. The purple-top, the highest in the bunch and the one planted first in our butterfly garden by my dear wife Karen, has been joined by the white sprout transplanted…

Powerful image to me

While striding around to capture the feel of the farm earlier this week, my eye caught sight of another towering presence up the road apiece. Between the plants and memorials of a country cemetery stood sentry structures that have drawn arguments for and against. In the old days, they were called windmills. Don Quixote battled…

Thank you, my new family, for accepting me this way

We sat more than a week back in the living room of our Little Bitty in the Syracuse neighborhood of Eastwood, comfortable in our usual evening hang-out positions of couch and recliner, when my dear wife Karen dropped this one on me. What did I discover about her those precious days we spent in Colorado…

Bringing back the very goods

We saw a lot of nice merch in Estes Park and Denver. Of course, when you’ve got one checked bag each and carry on each that you’re going to lug on the plane at Denver, through the airport for the layover in Atlanta and then back home to Syracuse, you’re not going to try to…

You can get there from here

The 4 a.m. chirp of my cell phone alarm was a harsh wake-up call compared to the usual gotta-go meanderings of Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle. But our beloved rescue mutt was nowhere to be found in the Little Bitty in the Syracuse city neighborhood of Eastwood, dropped off the previous night at the north…

Drink, eat and be merry

To every Family Reunion there must come the Group Meal. When the destination for the vacation is a locale where nobody in the gang resides, that adds to the inherent challenges. Who likes what type of food? What time does everybody prefer to eat? (Don’t forget to factor in the time zones everybody involved started…