Good morning, lake sun

The arrival of daylight savings time means a lower sun for my quick morning pre-work visits to the shore of Onondaga Lake. I don’t mind as we welcome spring.

Happy spring to all

In anticipation of the arrival of spring, I took a pre-work walk down to the shores of Onondaga Lake earlier this week. With the changing of the clock this weekend, I felt spring ahead to a darker time. It was still. It was quiet. I was as calm as the flat water. Happy new season…

Not the right boat yet

I did spy a boat on my pre-work walk down by the lake. Yes, it’s the dinghy that’s always next to the Onondaga Lake Marina no matter the time of year. Almost spring!

Hello, first green sprouts of our almost-spring

Returning back to our front yard after a St. Patrick’s Day post-work walk around the neighborhood with cherished rescue mutt Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle, fitting green for the day popped into my view. On this unseasonably warm pre-spring day of a degree shy of 70 in Central New York, our first green sprouts of…

I want to open and close the shed

This up-and-down winter and plenty of days and nights of high winds have caused a bit of trouble with the doors of the shed. Once the gale forces worked the doors open, they flapped mightily until my dear wife Karen or I noticed and I ran out to intervene. Hinges on the right side have…

Take cover

The winter sure plays havoc with our backyard pool cover, I always discover when it’s warm enough to wander in March with my iPhone camera.

Markie at the bat

Without the official tour masses, we were able to fully appreciate the underground batting cages the Syracuse Mets use to keep sharp during the Triple A season. Yes, I grabbed a bat from a barrel. Stared out toward a non-existent mound. Imagined what used to be when I was a kid and still is after…

Wanted: Syracuse Mets players

This year’s trip to the Syracuse Mets’ annual open house, we decided not to wait for the official tour of the downstairs guts of NBT Bank Stadium. My dear wife Karen, terrific daughter Elisabeth and hubby-to-be George Three know our way around thanks to the expertise of previous guides. In the locker room, I spied…