And the game plays on

They’re trying to move the game along in the minor league this season, with a shortened pitch clock. Still, sometimes the runs pile up, pitching changes abound, and the real clock ticks and ticks. When George Three and I were walking out with Elisabeth after the eighth inning during our last visit (George Two and…

Good job, Scootch

Syracuse Mets mascot Scootch never stops, I’ve especially noticed this season as we’ve been sitting behind the third base dugout. And the young fans dig it. Good job, inner Scootch.

Rooting for Dom Smith

One of my favorite New York Mets is down in Triple A, working on his swing with my hometown Syracuse Mets. I cheered on first baseman Dominic Smith every turn at bat during our last visit to NBT Bank Stadium. It’s been a tough two years for Dom. His batting average plummeted. His playing time…

Happy with our new Syracuse Mets jerseys

When my fantastic daughter Elisabeth and I were leafing through the Syracuse Mets program a few games ago, we knew we wanted to return for the Pride jersey giveaway night. One, we loved the look. We made sure we’d get our share of the 500 when fiance George Three stepped up volunteered to get specially…

Thank for fixing the shed door, George and Elisabeth

When I pulled home from our Cape Card getaway, I knew cherished rescue mutt Ellie B needed to get out to the backyard quick. I followed, having received reports from daughter Elisabeth of how she and fiance George Three had visited to water the plants and even mow the lawn. Ellie B immediately trotted out…

Happy return for Kristin and Jeff

Kristin and Jeff were back from Florida. Michelle was quick to put together a friends night at The Wood in Baldwinsville for a great post-work Friday meet-up. We were glad to ring a table on the big outdoor deck. I swear, Jeff’s face peaks over the shoulder at left. I should have done a better…

Rubbing it in?

My dear wife Karen and I always stop at the restaurant/pub The Red Nun, nestled cozily on Main Street in the Village of Dennis Port. We visit in the afternoon so we can again chat with bartender Jack. This year he served us tap pints of Cape Cod Blonde Ale in glasses adorned with Boston…

Great angle

I’m all for somebody else grabbing that brass ring. So when I spotted this never-saw-it-before while my dear wife Karen and I were strolling the shops in Chatham, Mass., I decided it was worth a shout-out. <em>Fire Fishin’</em> is a safe and easy way to roast your marshmallows. I was not in the market, but…

Can’t leave the flower grounds just yet

Because my dear wife Karen and I saw so much during our walk around the Heritage Museums and Gardens grounds in Sandwich, Mass., I offer this extra potpourri of photographs, many of which Karen’s good eye coaxed an elbow and a <em>take that!>/em>. Sturdy colors abounded the straight and narrow choice. Delicious bits of subtle…