Still to come
I don’t know if I can wait until the snow that blew under our side alcove melts on its own. I don’t know how long my hope will hold out …
What I saw was worse
Yesterday I showed you cherished rescue mutt Ellie B’s morning view of a big snow. Then I opened up our front door. Yes, that shovel signals my business.
What the dog saw
Friday morning was tough for Ellie B. Our cherished rescue mutt had to forge tracks out the back door to do what she must her second time out for the morning.
We got the winter’s big one … so far
I woke up yesterday at 4:30 a.m. to the sound of my driveway being plowed. At 5:30 my phone binged with texts from my terrific daughter Elisabeth sending me photos of how much snow she and George had to clear out there in Oneida. I got up for good at 6:30, let Ellie B out…
Neatness counts
No matter the time of year (or day) they’ve got things tidy at the corner that allows entry into The Retreat, long so popular for eating and sipping in the Village of Liverpool.
The biggest bank in Liverpool?
I promise I can walk on the sidewalk down to the lake in the Village of Liverpool. It’s right behind the snow bank that’s piled up even though we have not had that much white stuff this winter. OK, I ducked low to take the photograph … Not to be tricky or anything, it still…
Cheesecake, please
The text from my terrific daughter Elisabeth shared an exciting new Central New York menu. She and George Three had stopped at Big Mama’s Cheesecakes after work and brought home several slices. Yes, I said, my dear wife Karen and I would make a weekend stop. The owner fellow talked a good game. Nice guy.…
A fond farewell
Peaking through the winter terrain on Vine Street is the Going Out of Business banners at Bradley’s Jewelers. They’ve been a big part of the Village of Liverpool landscape, for many decades. May you enjoy your well-deserved retirement, good owners.
Keep my ring on it
Now it can be told. For a chilling few hours just a bit back, that important finger on my left hand felt naked. I was sitting at dinner with terrific daughter Elisabeth and George Three, settling down at our table in the Retreat, when I looked down when something felt a bit off. No wedding…
Oh, for the warmer times
The empty boat slips in the Onondaga Lake Marina isn’t the only place I walk past in Liverpool that makes me think of warmer times. Yes, I like eating on the patio of the Retreat come spring and summer. They do the best they can to make it look good in winter for those spectating.
Mark Bialczak 