Last Sunday I did what I've done on countless other Columbus Day weekends - I drove down to New Paltz to get out on the trails in Minnewaska. In years past, it was more a walk around the woods with the girls, but in recent years it's been all about running trails. Let me go … Continue reading Minnewaska trail run – 10/12/14
Category: favorites
A fall morning, Normanskill style
This place is so special. Feast your eyes on this morning's beauty...
Jeter is #2 to no one
I've been a Yankees fan my entire life. In elementary school I flipped baseball cards with the boys to add to my collection and when Thurman Munson died while I was away at camp, I convinced the counselors that the American flag needed to be lowered to half mast in the Captain's honor. The Yankees' … Continue reading Jeter is #2 to no one
Pie-eyed for the Scottish Bakehouse
One, okay two, of the best things I put in my mouth while on vacation this year was pie from the Scottish Bakehouse in Tisbury. I think I've mentioned this place before and am happy to report that, like some favorite books from years gone by, this special bakery continues to satisfy. When I rolled in to … Continue reading Pie-eyed for the Scottish Bakehouse
On the beach…
...there's sand. Grains and grains of sand. Because of this condition, this year I committed to taking only paperback books to the beach. I mean, really, when it comes to reading at the beach, something I can finally do now that my boys are older, the paperback is the only way to go. There are … Continue reading On the beach…
Popping cherries
Is it me or have the cherries this year been terrific? I've really been enjoying them with plain Greek yogurt and granola as a light lunch or pre-run snack in recent weeks and will be sad to see the season end. Especially since I just bought a new kitchen gadget to make eating even easier. … Continue reading Popping cherries
The story of our lives
As I walked past my car in our island seashell driveway, I noted the 5 consecutive years' worth of Wellfleet beach parking stickers affixed to the rear window. It made me smile. I considered my previous car, also a wagon that had displayed at least as many years of evidence of our travels, and wondered … Continue reading The story of our lives
DelSo 