Precious pottery

Beauty for the garden. If my dear wife Karen and I were in the market for above-the-ground plant presentation, I would have called her over to this aisle at our big area nursery. We’ve tended to go for the basic clay design. Way easier on the budget, leaving more room for the actual plants, just…

Ground control to Major Mark

If I was worried about patches … What I don’t know can’t hurt me? My lawn, though … Browsing the big area nursery with my dear wife Karen, I noticed that Chuck Haefner’s offers grass seed specifically designed for our climate in Central New York. Noted for when I need to fill any patches …

Time to browse the big nursery

The new season awaits. I see that Haefner’s is open, declared my dear wife Karen. Yes, let’s go take a look, I agreed. Snow was still piled in front despite the warm snap we’ve been appreciating to usher out winter in our part of the world. Not yet. And the right side of the hugest…

Sprouting

Hello, green! It’s that time of year for pushy little sprouts to announce their arrival to our front-yard garden. Yes, I’m smiling.

Savings time sunrise, barely

Good morning. I had become accustomed to broad daylight having arrived by the time I’d driven my dear wife Karen both to and from her morning shift at the surgery center. Enter Daylight Savings Time. Still kind of dark when I pulled back into our driveway, but I grabbed my iPad, ran out to the…

Saving time at sunset

Ribbon of red. My dear wife Karen called out to me from the kitchen. The sunset is incredible, she decided through our window. I acclimated to Daylight Savings Time, grabbed my iPad to capture the magnificence, and agreed.

A sports-loving dog

Find a package today? read the text from terrific daughter Elisabeth. I did, on the side of the house tucked next to the air conditioning unit. Windy day! Our cherished rescue mutt was sure glad Elisabeth prompted the search. Elisabeth decided the whole family needed to be dialed in to the excitement for the start…

Winter to spring …

Our stadium. Hope springs eternal when I get to NBT Bank Stadium and my thoughts drift to Syracuse Mets baseball a couple of miles down the road from our house. Even in winter, I can feel it getting closer.