I like these spots

Guest bartender. After we departed the Angry Garlic one drink in each and an order of poutine shared by terrific daughter Elisabeth, we walked to three of the other pubs on the lineup for the fundraiser for George’s nephew Mason’s baseball program, the Baldwinsville Riptides. The event’s theme: When you arrived at your first landing…

There’s never an off-season

Fun fund-raiser. Do you want to go to Mason’s fund-raiser, texted terrific daughter Elisabeth. My dear wife Karen and I had appreciated enough of the teen’s baseball games this past summer and, yes, fall, to say yes to the Baldwinsville pub crawl. We met George, Mason and Elisabeth at the player’s station for the event,…

A little less traffic

Cooler days. I’m not the only person enjoying the blue sky over Onondaga Lake Park, I note before heading back to my car parked blocks away in the Village of Liverpool. Smattering. Enjoy, kindred souls, I think, looking both ways down the trail, glad I have the park in my life.

Drift away

Give me the beat, boys. How close are these fallen branches to becoming driftwood, I wonder during my November Onondaga Lake Park stroll. Sure, the Dobie Gray classic goes through my brain.

One little bird

Don’t worry, ‘bout a thing. Peaceful I feel with lifelong favorite songs running through my head, appreciating crisp weather and blue skies and Onondaga Lake Park. Thank you, Bob Marley, for allowing me to alter this one.

Bench and birds

Birding. The birds are exploring their peaceful water time, I discover at this Onondaga Lake Park bench spot. They have the water to themselves.

That November feel

Chilly. This is what my part of our world is like in November, I realize again in 2024. Yes, I appreciate this trio of leaf-less trees against the cloudless blue sky.

Bye, boats

Empty. When I strolled down from the Village of Liverpool to Onondaga Lake Park on a sunny November day, I figured the marina would be devoid of boats. Yes, no takers for water voyages.

It’s holiday light time at the lake

November, always. I was due for a stroll at Onondaga Lake Park. It was time to see Lights on the Lake at daytime. I’ve been retired from my library job for a couple editions of the annual event now, but I still want to get my fill of walking past the displays at my own…