Just add kids
The children’s playground across the road is ready for kids. I notice the bus picking the little ones up at the end of their long weekday of daycare, and I am happy about that.
Add a little heat and it does smell like the season
My terrific daughter Elisabeth sent a text shortly before my dear wife Karen’s birthday asking what she might like for her birthday. Fall-scented candles, I discovered. Yet that didn’t satisfy the present-hunting itch for my daughter. Later came a question about a device that melted wax. No, I had not heard of it. She texted…
Old graffiti
My take on those scribbled words on the bottom of a discarded table in the parking lot of a neighborhood building: The writer never thought they’d be seen in the light, outdoors, someday, any day, far in the future. This place used to be school, so I’ll turn the old saying into: Never write something…
We still like these apples from Ontario Orchards
My dear wife Karen and I usually take our annual trip to Ontario Orchards up and over in Oswego before Halloween. This scrambled virus 2020 caused us to miss that window of travel. When we went pre-Thanksgiving instead, the conclusion of our little-less-than-an-hour drive found instead of buckets of pumpkins, a lineup of pines. Outside…
Here’s our first CNY snow
Some years our first snow in Central New York piles up high. This year’s first accumulation when I awoke Monday morning was just a dusting, really. That’s OK with me, up front and out back. Much more to come, I figure, even though the forecast for the rest of the week after today has temperatures…
I can Juke around these trees
Southside Johnny and the Asbury Jukes popped into my head when I looked up into the sky on a recent safe walk around the blocks with cherished rescue mutt Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle. As Johnny Lyon sang to me from his spinning vinyl or CD so many times in my life: <em>I know we…
Take a load off
Cherished rescue mutt Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle and I noticed that if we were tired, we could sit at this neighborhood spot for a spell.
No jinx!
Am I tempting the weather gods by posting this photograph of a sign caught in the neighborhood? It is the end of October …
Taking a break from flying south
On a recent safe walk around the blocks of our neighborhood, cherished rescue mutt Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle and I spotted a grounded flock of geese. More often we spot them a few miles down the road on the shores of Onondaga Lake rather than this grassy spot stuck in the midst of three…
Mark Bialczak 