I’ve been doing this Cape Cod vacation for a long time. It began in Harwich Port, transitioned to South Chatham and finally landed in Wellfleet, my preferred destination, for what has been close to 20 years. For a person who grew up in an area where folks gravitated to either Long Island or the Jersey … Continue reading Best of the outer Cape, 2026
Category: birthdays
Where do I start?
The dawn of a new decade of living is something I’ve celebrated with gusto for my entire life. Turning 60 was no different, at least not when it came to enthusiasm. The setting (my favorite Cape Cod house ever), the crew (a collection of friends from distinct chapters of my life) and the vibe (80s … Continue reading Where do I start?
Reflecting on my 50s – some feats, foibles, fails and facts.
In what feels like the blink of an eye, the ten years of my 50s have flown past and I’m facing the dawn of a new decade. That was fast. Replacing that 5 with a 6 will probably take a little getting used to, at least in a literal sense. Mentally and emotionally, though, I’ve … Continue reading Reflecting on my 50s – some feats, foibles, fails and facts.
A Lake Lonely paddle with friends
Last week, the day after the two day heat wave broke, friends and I headed north to Saratoga to spend a few hours on the water. Unlike in years past when we launched from the Kayak Shack on the Fish Creek, we set off from Lake Lonely Waterspots, an unassuming marina with access to both … Continue reading A Lake Lonely paddle with friends
QPL XXI
Yesterday was my youngest son’s 21st birthday, a milestone that came with no small sense of satisfaction. Parenting this kid, the family baby, had not been without its challenges. There had been numerous early miscarriages, (something I’ll forever attribute to the aggressively high radioactive iodine dose I received and my managed state of hyperthyroidism), before … Continue reading QPL XXI
Civitello’s for the win – and the rum cake!
Bakeries in the Capital Region have generally been a disappointment to me since I arrived in Albany in 1988. I recall being confounded that I could not find a source for Sunday morning powdered sugar dusted crumb cake or my beloved black and white cookies.* At the time, there were two bakeries within walking distance … Continue reading Civitello’s for the win – and the rum cake!
The sting of 59
After what was an absolutely fantastic birthday weekend, Monday morning came with an event decidedly less fun - my annual visit to the dermatologist. The appointment, at 7:30 a.m. after the mind blowing David Byrne show at Proctor’s the previous night, had been rescheduled to an earlier date from what had originally been booked. I … Continue reading The sting of 59






