Extending my fun at Willow Bay

Ramping up the beauty. The recent warm weather prompted me to visit the west end of local park on the shore of Onondaga Lake. The Willow Bay area welcomed me with a new metal jetty extension and plenty of pretty photo opportunities. Happy landing. The gull perched on the tippy-top of the extension at the…

Old friends and a zesty soup

Thai Noodle with beef. My first boss at the library sent over a text asking if I’d like to meet with a few former colleagues for a remember-when lunch at Bangkok Thai. Yes, thank you. Edina, the youngster of our group, still works as a librarian, so she was ready and able to fill in…

Neighborhood landing

Flock on the ground. The cherished rescue mutt and I were treated to an eyeful of big birds when we turned the corner behind the town offices the other day. They looked at us. We looked at them. Everybody continued with their business.

Loving the sunset

Mid-February mood. The orange ribbon to the west of our house looks quite gorgeous in the middle of this month. And it’s happening later and later each day, I am sure to notice.

Welcome home, Jimmy Murphy

Bringin’ it on home from El Paso. The email from old friend Jimmy Murphy brought great memories, a big smile and a trip to Shifty’s to see what’s up in his life these days. Murphy’s been living in El Paso for decades now. He’s carved a nice life for himself as an educator, writer and…

Railing at the lake

Winter walkways … I suddenly had the feeling that some workers pulled these walkways to a safer winter location as I investigated during my winter stroll. Unless that one spot is really important come warmer times. I wasn’t stepping out to look more.

Skating square

Take a spin. This frozen spot where in warmer months boat owners back their vessels into the Onondaga Lake Marina ushers other thoughts into my winter brain. When frozen, it looks like one heck of a spot for some skating spins.

Aligning at the lake

Coming together for my soul. The wispy shoreline vegetation wants to tickle the snowy buildup on the start of the spreading ice line. The smooth water won’t yet yield to winter’s freeze. The reflections mirror the sun’s winter struggles. Far-shore smoke stacks do their thing. Yes, my eyes adore you.