Settle down, dear dog

Cherished rescue mutt Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle decided round two of outside time on Wednesday morning did not merit a dash around her backyard. She chose to relax on the back deck to take in the gorgeous sunrise just above her eye level.

My eyes open to a purple sky

Letting cherished rescue mutt Elllie B aka Dogamous Pyle out the back door for her second gotta-escape Wednesday morning led me to race for my iPhone 8. Thank you for these eye-opening colors, this particularly striking striding-toward-the-end-of-March sunrise.

When will I take my lunch to go?

The bench and picnic tables at the Onondaga Lake Marina look inviting as the seasons roll over. Thirty minute lunch break from the library, and I always pack mine before I leave home in the morning … We’ll seen when the temperature come 12:30 p.m. on a weekday cracks 70 by a good bit.

Good morning, lake sun

The arrival of daylight savings time means a lower sun for my quick morning pre-work visits to the shore of Onondaga Lake. I don’t mind as we welcome spring.

Happy spring to all

In anticipation of the arrival of spring, I took a pre-work walk down to the shores of Onondaga Lake earlier this week. With the changing of the clock this weekend, I felt spring ahead to a darker time. It was still. It was quiet. I was as calm as the flat water. Happy new season…

Not the right boat yet

I did spy a boat on my pre-work walk down by the lake. Yes, it’s the dinghy that’s always next to the Onondaga Lake Marina no matter the time of year. Almost spring!

Hello, first green sprouts of our almost-spring

Returning back to our front yard after a St. Patrick’s Day post-work walk around the neighborhood with cherished rescue mutt Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle, fitting green for the day popped into my view. On this unseasonably warm pre-spring day of a degree shy of 70 in Central New York, our first green sprouts of…

I want to open and close the shed

This up-and-down winter and plenty of days and nights of high winds have caused a bit of trouble with the doors of the shed. Once the gale forces worked the doors open, they flapped mightily until my dear wife Karen or I noticed and I ran out to intervene. Hinges on the right side have…