Peaceful for all

We love our pool these special months of the year here in Central New York. We put out the bath in the background for the nature that likes to appreciate our fortunate setting with us. My dear wife Karen and I often admire the birds that share our space.

Turning leaves, chapter one

Seen on a stroll through Onondaga Lake Park: leaves changing color. Not mild yellow or mild red, I’d say, but quickly brown. It has been so very, very dry. It’s that point of August in my part of the world.

The animals hang out, too

The latest adventure shared by text by terrific daughter Elisabeth was her trip with fiance George Three to Brew at the Zoo. At first I was a bit worried that the elephants were bored, but that the photo up high told me maybe they were into the company, too.

What to wear to the game?

I heard my dear wife Karen and terrific daughter Elisabeth talking among themselves as fiance George Three and I walked just ahead on the journey from the parking lot to our seats at our latest we-love-to-go to the Syracuse Mets games together outings. The attractiveness of a new woman’s hat in the window to the…

Quite the stumper

Something drastic must have happened to a tree once as grand as this one to be leveled to one large stump. Lightning strike in a flash or slow, eroding tree woes? I look and admire the roots regardless.

Now it’s a toddler fig

The baby fig brought over by my fig whisperer friend John earlier this spring has grown quite well in our backyard, I am quite thankful to report. I know am referring to it as the toddler fig tree.

Proudly outside they stand

This is the second spot my dear wife Karen has selected for the sunflower plant we bought at the Regional Market. In this dry, hot, sunny summer, I think it may be shuttled elsewhere as well in our never-endig quest to keep it as robust as possible.