Put away the lights, please

On a recent work break safe walk — short, yes — I passed a tangle of the taken-down Lights on the Lake displays. I don’t blame the workers from resting them until, well, maybe a warm spell?

Pretty close to Syracuse, really

So when I explain to folks here in Bloggyville about where exactly Liverpool is, I always come up with the phrase “just outside of Syracuse.” During a recent safe walk in the Village, this sight struck me. Exactly two miles outside, from this busy corner.

Peek-a-boo

There was something about the way the white stump was almost completely hiding out behind the bigger gray tree that caught my fancy. The emergence above the creek almost looks like an animal head to me.

Bow to the stately trees

Sometimes it takes a total abandonment of the leaves for a tree to look as stately as it can be, I think as cherished rescue mutt Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle and I round the neighborhood blocks.

Extending the growing season

Cherished rescue mutt Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle and I give great credit to our neighborhood block suburban farmer who has turned the front yard into something productive in this year of the virus. I hope the crops do indeed yield things useful far longer because of this diligence in our northern clime. We do…

Take your pick

I asked cherished rescue mutt Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle on our safe walk around the blocks if she was most interested in the pumpkin, boat or decorative icicles. She voted for all three.

Watch over that reindeer

On a safe walk around our neighborhood blocks, cherished rescue mutt Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle and I came upon our first Christmas reindeer of the season. The house dogs made sure we kept our distance by sounding their guard barks through the big window.