A Liebster Award from Rachel across the pond

Another spring season to savor. It’s time for the greening our our world. Soon in Syracuse, I say to myself on this Saturday morning. Soon. I know somebody who’s been smelling the flowers already, and I shall not be jealous on this March 21 morn. Rachel of London, Lundygirl for short in WordPress lingo, was…

Time flies when you’re having font

I’ve been at this blogging thing for one week shy of 25 months. It seems like a week ago that I hesitatingly posted my introductory piece, a bio. With no pictures. It seems like 250 months ago that I decided to post at least once a day. Anyway, according to the math of the WordPress…

Thornden Park, Syracuse, N.Y.

Photo 101: No place to go but up for landscapes

Wide open spaces. That’s what I think about when the name Anson Williams and the word landscapes are thrown around, such as Cheri did for Photo 101 lesson 15. Wait a second. Potsie Weber from “Happy Days” didn’t shoot great photographs of the world we live in. Make that Ansel Adams. I knew I was…

Photo 101: Finding scale in my life, uh-huh

Frankly, as enriching and rewarding as these three weeks of Photo 101 have been to my blogging iPhone 6 skills, sometimes I read my emails that contain the assignments and sigh. Take my observation about lesson 14 and scale, for example. Michelle found a tiny toy baby on a cake at a fantastic bakery in…

Syracuse Creek Walk below.

Photo 101: A chilling moment, a splash of motion

Day 13 of Photo 101 brought Cheri’s instructions for us to dig deep to discover our individual moments of motion. After a business meeting in downtown Syracuse, I took a moment to stand on the sidewalk of a bridge. Down I looked onto Onondaga Creek and the Syracuse Creek Walk. On this brisk almost-Spring day…

What I like about Syracuse, fresh on Zillow

A couple of months ago, a guy from Zillow by the name of Nick Elam asked me if I’d like to have some of his Zillow.com copy that’s appropriate for my Syracuse readership to run on my blog. Well … thanks for thinking of me, Nick, but … I think I’ll be writing my own…