Retreat? Maybe later

The walk from my work at the library to Dunkin’ Donuts takes me past The Retreat. Sometimes the cold makes me want to beat feet to my desk, but onward I go for that cup o’ Joe.

A lake lies in wait

If you dare make your way down the street, over the snow pile, across the icy lawn and to the dock, there is a reward to be found on an afternoon break walk from the library desk. Onondaga Lake at its wintry best awaits past the silent docks. Icy, yes. Beautiful, most definitely.

The color of winter

White snow, gray skies, ice a mix of slate. You’d think that an afternoon break walk from the desk at the library could bring nothing but a stark picture of the season. Even without the sun or a blue sky, you’d be wrong. A ribbon of glory awaits where the sky and land kiss and…

The snow, she piles up

Even if one should decide to venture down for a look at Onondaga Lake during the afternoon break from one’s desk at the library, well … Snow this winter has piled up at the Tulip Street walk-in. And melted. And piled up again. The stack looks high from the lake side, too. Wait! Doesn’t that…