Take a bite

What a grille. First off, the rusty orange color surely jumped out at me as I took in the arrivals in my city for this year’s edition of the Syracuse Nationals car show. I also thought over the front bumper it looks ready to take a nasty bite out of anything or anyone who might…

Now that’s gorgeous

Kept well or restored? I do believe I used to call this color car baby blue. I do know now that I will call this particular vehicle gorgeous, although I am not familiar with a Marlin other than a fish in the sea and a baseball player who calls Miami home. Anyway, I did notice…

And there were the classic cars

Charging back. I remembered that last weekend was the time for the classic cars to return to my part of the world for their annual drive-around and big park, so I ran over to admire and take photos. I’ll share my favorites over the next few days. This baby was ready to charge from the…

I found the bridge

Spanning the sides. We will have to get back in our car. We will have to drive back home. We will have to cross that bridge, right to left this time. Such a lovely day for my dear wife Karen and I.

Almost a castle

Forboding. What a house this is, thought I, as my dear wife Karen and I passed it both ways strolling on the waterside Brewerton street. Wow. It’s not your usual waterfront house, thought I, but they surely went all out.

A house on the water

Peeking out. Walking back on our Brewerton waterside street stroll, I knew that house right next to the rolling inlet had a prime spot. Wait until you see the house itself tomorrow.

There’s our flag

The centerpiece. Somehow I knew I’d find a perfectly positioned American Flag during my waterside Brewerton street stroll with my dear wife Karen. And there she proudly flew.

Sturdy tree

Perfect spot. Somebody, a long, long time ago, I imagine taking a stroll with my dear wife Karen along the Brewerton waterside street, thought that spot would be a good spot for a tree. Or maybe a seed was taken there by a big wind …

Why not hang out?

Inviting. Many of the waterside properties spotted by my dear wife Karen and I during our beautiful post-lunch stroll along the Brewerton road were festooned with No Trespassing signs of some sort. And yet the word that pops to my mind about this so-lovely private dock scene is, yes, inviting. No, I did not get…

Boat spot, surely

Ready and waiting. When you live so close to the water, why not have a spot to put your boat in? Some folks have decided to build a dock on their land across from their home, my dear wife Karen and I see on our Brewerton street stroll. Looks convenient.