I’ll walk around it
At first I thought it was a cute little replica of a lighthouse. You know, being so close to shore and all. But, no, this collects stuff someway, somehow, above my waterside knowledge level.
Ah, Schenectady
My dear wife Karen has been taking her latest traveling central sterile technician gig over to the east, at Ellis Hospital in Schenectady. It’s a two-hour drive to the east down the New York State Thruway. Not too bad for cherished rescue mutt Ellie B and I. The house in which my dear wife found…
Crack of the bat
Good inning for the home team. (And moment for me with my iPhone.)
Pregame festivities
The last time we went out to the Syracuse Mets ballgame, my wonderful daughter Elisabeth asked later why I had not taken a photo of our parking lot fun. Note taken. Thank you Sue and George Two for the fantastic pre-game spread! Nice portable table, too, that George Three was able to pop together in…
Another pop of white flowers up front
The tall one that helps keep our kitchen semi-private in the warm months has bloomed. Good mix with the lasting lavender, I think.
Remembering those who gave for us
This particular tree stand at Onondaga Lake Park is always a spot for me to reflect. Happy Memorial Day to all as we remember.
All square
To think that I am not a boat person. Ships I got to like, if I wore the patch to ward off my chronic seasickness …
Looking up
Of course my eyes are also drawn upward while I hang by the lake before work. Even with the number of boats in the marina increasing.
Sweet spot
Here, exactly, is why I leave early for my library job and take the time to walk down to the lake.
Ready for some sit-down
The park tables under the leafy trees look inviting as my pre-work stroll reaches its mid-point. No time to sit down and appreciate them, though.
Mark Bialczak 