OK, I’ll admit it, season change

Walking back up toward our block with cherished rescue mutt Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle, I kept my head high and admitted it. Sure does look and feel like another season is coming along.

Extending the growing season

Cherished rescue mutt Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle and I give great credit to our neighborhood block suburban farmer who has turned the front yard into something productive in this year of the virus. I hope the crops do indeed yield things useful far longer because of this diligence in our northern clime. We do…

Take your pick

I asked cherished rescue mutt Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle on our safe walk around the blocks if she was most interested in the pumpkin, boat or decorative icicles. She voted for all three.

Watch over that reindeer

On a safe walk around our neighborhood blocks, cherished rescue mutt Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle and I came upon our first Christmas reindeer of the season. The house dogs made sure we kept our distance by sounding their guard barks through the big window.

Hello, autumn sunrise

Rushing to get to work for my 8:30 a.m. weekdays library shift? No, I leave early enough to get there with time to spare. I was able to take my iPhone 8 out of my pocket and take a photo of the rising sun just-so between the backyard trees and the side alcove before I…

Cheers, Orange fellow

I cast my eyes up during a safe walk around the Village of Liverpool and feel good seeing the Orange figure on the roof of The Retreat. The No. 44 and and Syracuse colors make me smile, even in this trying season for the Orange football squad.

Happy Thanksgiving from our part of the flock

A recent safe walk with cherished rescue mutt Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle led us to a flock of geese quite comfortable breaking the New York State yellow zone gathering limit of 10. They stood their ground even as we approached on our loop. As for our family plans for the Thanksgiving Thursday, no, we…

The stakes change this time of year

A return from a work shift at the library these days gets me back to our house moments before sunset. And, yes, the plow company has staked out our driveway for what surely is coming.

Stretching out toward the snowflakes

Returning from a work shift in the library last week, I immediately let our cherished rescue mutt Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle out after a day alone inside. Snow was slowly falling. Daylight was fast fading. The roses had yet to give up their fall season fight.

Of course the gift shop offers plenty of glass

The folks at the Corning Museum of Glass have wisely located the gift shop. You can walk in and peruse the aisle upon aisle of items when you enter the doors or just before you leave. We chose the latter, but I did get a sneak preview by squeezing off a photo from an overhanging…