What I used to do

Here’s hoping that in 2021, Lights on the Lake will be able to bring bake the opening nights for walkers, when I can join the thousands of folks happily walking up that path, taking photographs of the lights all ablaze. Just thinking back and ahead.

Standing guard

My eyes spy one lonely rowboat on dry land adjacent to the empty Onondaga Lake Marina. A prop, I wonder, as I complete my safe walk during a work break, or there in case somebody needs it for an emergency. Hope not for the second, ever.

No boats

As I walk along the Onondaga Lake Park trail and pass the lonely marina, I wonder where the boats that make this spot bustle during the summer spend these months? They all have a tale to tell under different covers, says my imagination.

Before they flip the switch

A safe walk through the trails of Onondaga Lake Park during daylight hours certainly finds what cars later will drive past during the nighttime Lights on the Lake. The displays are quite festive even uncharged, I think as I use my iPhone 8. The park closes to walkers at 4:30, I’m told by signs. So…

As we head toward winter

A safe walk on the trail at Onondaga Lake Park brings a slightly surreal scene as we march into December. It sure brings a bit of perspective to the changing of the seasons this portion of our cycle of life as circumstances whirl around us away from this particular place.

All together now

The spare seagull does not seem to mind settling in with the many geese on the shore of Onondaga Lake. And I noticed that none were squawking.