How about this weather? I’m not one to wish winter away, but I miss admit that I sucked my teeth in disbelief Wednesday morning when I looked out the sliding glass door to my snow dusted deck. Are you kidding me? I think Spring 2020 has felt exceptionally pokey in arriving and I’m convinced it’s … Continue reading A False Spring
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Miss. Lilly edition.
Things I will miss when the current lock down ends: Long walks with Jeter and the feeling that he finally is getting enough of my attention. Roads with less cars and sidewalks with more people. Eating meals when I’m hungry without regard to time. My comfort with going barefaced. I don’t usually wear very much … Continue reading Miss. Lilly edition.
Memories of the 2020 Pandemic
Even when the skies are grey and intermittently spitting some combination of rain and snow, one must believe that the sun will come out again and shine. It just has to. One day we’ll reflect back on these times and what we learned from the unimagined challenges of today. I wonder how we’ll be different. … Continue reading Memories of the 2020 Pandemic
Maintaining the six foot rule
Walking these days take some attention. I mean, it always demanded that we have our eyes and ears open, but walking in the midst of a pandemic requires an additional sense - as in common sense. As Jeter and I meander our way through the street of Albany, I now have to consciously take of … Continue reading Maintaining the six foot rule
Galentine’s Eve
Last night, after far too long, I finally saw my running friends. Getting a date on the calendar was a challenge only slightly less difficult than running a half marathon together, but a special screening at the Spectrum provided the perfect occasion. February 12th would have been The Doors keyboard player, Ray Manzarek’s 81st birthday. … Continue reading Galentine’s Eve
When flying south flies out the window
Last night I should have been settling in to my second cocktail of the weekend with the sound of waves in my ears and the scent of salt water filling my nostrils. Instead, I was cozied up on the couch wrapped in a cashmere robe with more holes in it than my aborted weekend plans, … Continue reading When flying south flies out the window
Holiday gifts, 2019
Christmas Eve dinner with all my favorite guys at our favorite Chinese place. Learning the blue jay song on a walk with Jeter at Albany Muni. Now I can identify two bird calls! A new kitchen faucet and dish draining rack, because I’m a 50 something homeowner. The gift of safe travel via train and … Continue reading Holiday gifts, 2019
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