Thoughts, experiences and adventures from a resident of DelSo aka Delaware Avenue South in Albany, N.Y.
I sat on the couch last evening, occupied by my keyboard and the changing sky outside my closed sliding glass doors to the deck. The dramatic rain had stopped and I noticed the late afternoon sky oddly becoming more light, rather than more dark, with the approach of evening. I stepped outside to look more intently … Continue reading Rainbows. Maybe even unicorns
Despite the swampy weather and the continuing pandemic, I’m feeling more stimulated than languid. Go figure. My mind is racing in a million different directions while my soul case (that’s how I’m referring to my physical body right now) softens into the consistency of a toasted marshmallow in the humid July air. Summer, 2020 is … Continue reading Getting there
Dating has never been my strength. Don’t get me wrong, I’m a good date. You can pretty much take me anywhere and I’ll find someone to talk with, an item on the menu to enjoy or a part of a performance or show to appreciate. That part is not an issue. It’s more of an … Continue reading Dating myself, the 50s
Wasn’t last evening lovely? The breeze, the sunset, the deliciousness of air on bare skin...lovely, I say! It was the perfect early summer night to meet a friend in Troy, grab a bite to eat, and take a walk and catch up. Parking was surprisingly easy, (I think I finally understand Troy!) within a few … Continue reading Troy Night Out – for breakfast
I slept later than I had in months, if not years. I think it must have been a combination of the comforting sound of longed for rain and emotional exhaustion that caused me to roll over and see, to my surprise, that it was nearly 9:00. That doesn’t happen often around here. In the past … Continue reading Carry me away
When I heard that Albany’s statue of Philip Schuyler was being removed, my first response was that the action was an extreme, but well intentioned, reaction to the current Black Lives Matter movement. When it comes to dismantling history where do we stop? Are we going to strip every former slave owner’s name from each … Continue reading Gibraltar may crumble…
Well, maybe “paradise” is too strong of a word to describe where I’m finding a sense of peaceful comfort, but on the other hand, it’s probably as close as I’ll get to experiencing paradise at this crazy time in our world. It’s not like I’m going to Greece or anything... Yes, over the weekend I … Continue reading Paradise is wherever you find it
