Thoughts, experiences and adventures from a resident of DelSo aka Delaware Avenue South in Albany, N.Y.
After what I hope will be a fantastic week of exploring a new part of Italy, our next destination will be a familiar place - Florence, via Bologna. I settled on this route after investigating the other available flight options, such as Florence and Pisa, and deciding that the combination of available times and price, … Continue reading Falling into Italy – where it ends
Next month, I’m taking a trip to Italy that, on paper, sounds meticulously well planned. There are multiple flights, close to 10 destinations, some new, some favorites, and a number of friends equal to that number of destinations involved. It might be interpreted as concerningly complicated. But, it’s not. Rather, it is loosely organized with … Continue reading Falling into Italy – where it begins.
From my earliest memories, I’ve favored living in an area that features mountains. I can recall my discomfort when we visited family friends on Long Island - it was flat and I didn’t like it. My eyes continually sought visual horizon breakers - and the shops of Roosevelt simply didn’t do it for me. If … Continue reading Life in a beautiful place
As the end of my two weeks on the Cape approached, I found myself feeling sentimental about this very special place. This particular house, in the woods of Wellfleet, is my ideal version of a summer vacation property with its three floors (each with its own bedroom and bath) stacked on top of one another … Continue reading Lessons learned from an old dog
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?
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.
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
