Just in case
Not yet. Should the nice-day striders and cyclists need a break, relaxation awaits along the Onondaga Lake paths.
Smooth alignment
Light me up. The sun over the light post and the reflections through and past the marina made me feel happy.
No stopping, no how
Turn of my path. On a recent stroll through the Village of Liverpool on yet another beautiful March morning, I decided to take a different entrance than usual into Onondaga Lake Park. That stop sign could use a red-paint touch-up, thought I.
Happy cat sitting
Thank you, grandpa. When terrific daughter Elisabeth and fantastic fiance George take a well-deserved winter vacation, I gladly volunteer for cat duty. They have an automated feeder, so that pretty much relegates me to going over a couple times a day to make sure her water dishes are full and empty the litter box. But…
Still digging a good sunrise
Hello, new day. Thank you, clear sky.
Lining up
Atten-tion! The warm in late spring drew these backyard plants out all together.
Tulip time?
Emerging. My dear wife Karen says it’s early for our tulip bulbs to say hello in our backyard. I certainly believe her.
Floppy greens
Stretching out. The outlandishly warm late spring spurred some wide green spread in our backyard.
Ready already
Quick reaction. The shorty backyard rose bush wants it to be its season already. I personally think March still holds some cold stuff in its arsenal.
Tale of two seasons
Things change. As we move into the first day of Daylight Savings Time 2024, I present a photo of our front yard saved from the recent tail end of the melt from our big one-day winter burst. We see the snowy remnants holding on as the spring-preview sprouts burst forth in the subsequent warmth behind.
Mark Bialczak 