Ranch house in Syracuse, N.Y.

Photo 101: Finding bliss in The Little Bitty

Assignment No. 4 in Photo 101 is Bliss. Open up the door a little wider, Cheri. What brings me happiness in life? Much, hopefully. Great grown daughter Elisabeth. Love to write, for this blog and the freelance opportunities elsewhere. Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle. My dear wife Karen on a line of her own. And…

Photo 101: Water everywhere, including the kitchen sink

No matter the assignment on this third day of Photography 101, I was determined that my post was not going to include one flake of snow. And then comes the word. Water. Horizontal view of water. Vertical view of water. Perspective included, reminds instructor Cheri about lesson two, because this month’s instructions are meant to…

Photo 101: A State Street runs through Syracuse

Assignment No. 2 in Photo 101 is titled Street. It’s a challenge to our perspective. My Tuesday life took me from my dear wife Karen and I’s Little Bitty in the Syracuse city neighborhood of Eastwood to a half-business, half-pleasure trip that ended on State Street, a busy thoroughfare in downtown Syracuse. After I’d filled…

Snow four dogs high

Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle’s got to walk. No matter how high the snow gets in our Syracuse city neighborhood of Eastwood. On this weekend morning, the extreme cold of this February being a bit less crushing, my dear wife Karen joined us on the two-block loop to nearby Norwood Park. I asked her to…

Well it looks pretty nice

Things were looking pretty as Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle raced to do her morning thing off the back porch of the Little Bitty my dear wife Karen and I share in the Syracuse city neighborhood of Syracuse. The sun was inviting. Postcard alluring, perhaps. Vivid skies invited birds to the treetops off in the…

You win some, you lose some

Snow and cold, hot Italian food, snow and cold, hot college basketball, cold and snow. A happy Valentine’s Day it was for my dear wife Karen and I in Syracuse, N.Y. We started with a drive through the snow to Carrabba’s Italian Grill in nearby Fayetteville. The 2 p.m. late lunch/early dinner plan was perfect…

Slap a couple steaks on the grill

I hear the boasts here and there from the toughies who claim they’re always ready to burn up a couple of sirloins for dinner out there in their backyard no matter the season. Yeah, buddy, you master of your own universe, captain of the propane flame, king and queen of coal, grillmeister extraordinary. Not me.…

So about this Syracuse snow

I know the snow that’s fallen in the last three or four days cannot compare to the way in which my blogging friends Ann Koplow and Austin Hodgens in Boston and Bangor have been blasted this winter. And besides, our winter-of-2014-15 fate had been relatively tame except for some early December storms until now. But…