Thoughts, experiences and adventures from a resident of DelSo aka Delaware Avenue South in Albany, N.Y.
Since Covid, my hair maintenance has greatly diminished. What had been a cut and some color on a routinely scheduled interval became a basic trim on a much more widely spaced frequency. I grew out my bangs and discovered that the width of my forehead no longer seemed so extreme that it needed to be … Continue reading Chop to lob
On my last visit to the Bay Area, I recall seeing vehicles that were learning the streets of San Francisco in preparation for the introduction of driverless cars. Five years later, the research is complete and driverless cars are a regularly appearing and convenient car service. Last night, we took Waymo vehicles in both directions … Continue reading California – Waymo to Woah
The evening’s dramatic rain storm, and subsequent drop in the temperature, completely changed my jacket selection(s) for my upcoming visit to San Francisco. The slightly damp, but not too humid, air here in Albany was pretty much what I can anticipate experiencing in SF. I’m going to need a raincoat of sorts for certain - … Continue reading Leaving for San Francisco, wardrobe (and all organs) in place.
For the past few months I’ve been closely following the activities in an eagles’ nest in Big Bear Valley, California. I’ve held my breath as the 3 eaglets hatched, waiting nervously for the third one to finally make their appearance, and witnessed their rapid growth fueled by a steady supply of fish and other game … Continue reading Looking west
In “my” library at school, which was completely renovated recently, we have a banging a/v system, complete with Bose speakers. Often we’ll project a scene onto the big screen, something inspiring or designed to transport viewers from the greyness of winter in upstate New York. Cozy fireplaces and spring gardens can literally warm the soul, … Continue reading Nurturing eagles as democracy dies
With growing older comes the understanding that life truly is about moments, not years. As I see 57 on the very near horizon, I wanted to take this opportunity to visually revisit some of my favorite moments of the past 12 months, my year of being 56. It was a challenge to gather 56 pictures. … Continue reading 56 Moments
The first time I went to Palm Springs, I was 18. I’d never flown before (other than a reputed flight to Arkansas to visit a godmother I have zero contact with, when I was an infant) and the experience was eye opening. The desert amazed me and I, in a most unexpected way, immediately fell … Continue reading Palm Springs, home no more
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