Thoughts, experiences and adventures from a resident of DelSo aka Delaware Avenue South in Albany, N.Y.
On Independence Day I drove home from Cape Cod after a few days of beach time with friends. I got on the road reasonably early in an attempt to avoid the holiday traffic and was mostly successful with my efforts. Beyond a brief backup following an accident, I encountered no issues on the trip back … Continue reading 7/4/25
In no way do I begrudge Mr & Mrs Amazon their tremendous wealth. They obviously need the money they possess more than I ever could. Granted it was 30+ years ago, but my wedding came in at about $12,000. And it was absolutely lovely. I certainly can’t imagine ever feeling the need to spend $25-50 … Continue reading An Amazon wedding
About 7 years ago, I broke up with Volvo after a 20+ year relationship. At the time, I was driving a 12 year old wagon that I loved, but was bored with the driving experience. I remember feeling as if I were driving on autopilot. I needed a change and the Mini Countryman that I … Continue reading Maxing out my Mini
The stars perfectly aligned last week and N. and I were able to return to the idyllic Grange in Greene County for an early Solstice dinner in the barn. This was the second time we attended one of Paula and Tony’s well executed events at this pristine barn and, like our previous autumnal visit, it … Continue reading Pony Show pop up
Last Wednesday, N. and I went to Troy to catch some live music and enjoy the sunshine while it lasted. It has been a very rainy spring, hasn’t it? Ryan’s Wake hosted a great evening out and we would happily truck over to Troy again for some midweek fun. At one point, as I stood … Continue reading Collar(ed) city
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
I remember the first time I met Mark. I can’t say that’s always the case when I’m introduced to someone, but I remember those moments very clearly. It was early in ‘93 and I had come upstate from Chelsea, where I was living, with my new boyfriend. He was introducing me to the small western … Continue reading When it’s not “but a scratch.”
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