Achievements, a truth bomb and discoveries

It’s ok if you’re just now, on the second day of October, cracking the cover on the last book from your summer reading list. It remains an accomplishment. Running just 2 consecutive miles under the nearly full Harvest Moon felt really hard, but I pushed through. It was a reminder that recovery from injury or … Continue reading Achievements, a truth bomb and discoveries

56 Moments

With growing older comes the understanding that life truly is about moments, not years. As I see 57 on the very near horizon, I wanted to take this opportunity to visually revisit some of my favorite moments of the past 12 months, my year of being 56. It was a challenge to gather 56 pictures. … Continue reading 56 Moments

Maui wowie

No, I’m not talking about the legendary marijuana I recall (hearing about) from my youth, I’m speaking about a special event this week at The Aviary in Kinderhook. Remember a few weeks ago when it felt like the entire world was on fire? While the tragedy in Lahaina may no longer be in the headlines, … Continue reading Maui wowie

Summer morning walks

Man, this weather, huh? Summer has never been my favorite season, other than for the time off work, and this year has not swayed me in the slightest. Temperatures in the 90°s, coupled with ridiculous humidity, leave me feeling lazy and unproductive - two adjectives with which I don’t like being associated. It turns out … Continue reading Summer morning walks

So very proud

Sunday's Pride Parade and celebration was absolutely epic. The forecast was for cloudy skies but Mother Nature wasn't having it and instead beamed sunshine down on an event that somehow manages to both make me smile so hard my cheeks hurt and cry. Sometimes simultaneously. I attend this event not because I identify as anything … Continue reading So very proud

Art (of) Mexican

Last Sunday, my fella and I road tripped south to Beacon’s Dia modern art museum. To be completely truthful our destination was completely secondary to the fact that we were seeking a good midway point between Albany and Long Island City. You see, one of my 41 paternal first cousins was in town from Ireland … Continue reading Art (of) Mexican