Ahoy, there. Yes, keep the rain and snow away and folks will make use of the walking trails at Onondaga Lake Park as November nears its conclusion. Retired-guy-I even encountered two friends and former colleagues on break from the library. I joined Edina and Laura for the remainder of their walk, chatting quite happily, like…

I’m still standing … This little tree will draw my glances as the season progresses. I want to know if it’s gone gone, or if life clings to those limbs that remain at the Y.

My mind works in mysterious ways. Out there on the lake emerged a form. Logic told me a piece of wood has emerged part way from the water. My brain told me, wait, in another park to the south, that sure would be a gator. Why can’t it be some sort of big creature here?…

Leave us alone. How that great, big clump of dried leaves made it from autumn to spring on the shores of a lake is beyond me, I thought as I walked past the short tree And saw no other signs of such stubborn behavior. Nature sure is something.

Sun blocker. Walking around Onondaga Lake Park, it behooves this retired guy experiencing his first months away from the working days to stagger the hours visiting this grand expanse so close to my house. Different angles of the sun bring different views of the world to my senses (and iPhone).

On duty? I spied during a recent Onondaga Lake Park loop this big dog lying in wait as its humans went about doing spring things. The pooch paid me no attention, choosing to watch the action out yonder toward the playground instead.