Some trees have it all going for them

During a recent work break walk, a tree outside the Onondaga County Parks Department offices had it all. Shape. Color. Aroma, even. I had to snap it from both sides with my iPhone 8 before hustling past and getting back to the library.

Special delivery

I couldn’t help but take not when I spied Nichols getting a delivery before my work hours. If I were the folks decided what to put on the side of the truck, I might gone with the box of chocolate chip cookies. That’s what gets the neighborhood smiling the most, I think.

One more chance for the plastic red Adirondack chairs

I got a text while my dear wife Karen was still at work the other night, asking if I’d looked out back. No, I had not. Walked Ellie. Fed Ellie. Ate dinner. Watched TV. But no, I had not looked outside to the backyard of A Bitty Better in the Liverpool neighborhood of Galeville to…

No go on this hat

My dear wife Karen thought I might like a certain hat she spotted in the shoe store. I politely declined, concentrating on the shoes. I have worn that style in the past, I will admit …

OK, bring more boats in

The parking lot that feeds the Onondaga Lake Park Marina had them lined up waiting to launch when my colleagues and I were taking our work break walk the other day. I enjoyed the symmetry, of the boats, the trailers and the trucks.

A lovely sky indeed

I’m glad I didn’t keep my eyes straight ahead while taking my bag lunch from the library to the lake side this day. The cotton look left my jaw hanging.

All’s well with Ellie B

My dear wife Karen’s schedule change for the new job at the hospital has put me in a bit of a tizzy. I’m getting accustomed to her second-shift pattern bit by bit, but that doesn’t mean I have to like the increased alone time. Oh, wait. Of course, I have the company of Ellie B…

Back in business

We’ve started moving to the left-side path on our break walks from the library. The bikers and roller blades are back in force. Yes, even the attractive, big Cuse Cycle cruisers are navigating the right path set aside for sports. We will beware.

Clang, clang, clang goes the trolley

My dear wife Karen spotted it first, over on the far side of the big road when we pulled into the Byrne Dairy to fill her car up with gas. A trolley! Yes, indeed. Not the kind attached to overhead cables we’d riddden while in San Francisco, mind you, but of the same sort of…

A contrasts of color in the village backstreets

One street up from Onondaga Lake. One street down from the bustling business district. It’s hard to believe the beautiful country scene is right on my work break walk. But this bust-out of spring, ah, it is. Thank you for the colors, Mother Nature.