Thoughts, experiences and adventures from a resident of DelSo aka Delaware Avenue South in Albany, N.Y.
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
My love for Fluevog shoes began about five years ago in San Francisco. We were in the Haight and wandered into a store that seemed to have been stocked by Lewis Carroll and Tim Burton. The shoes and boots were dreamy with curvy heels, rainbow colors and an array of patterns that completely charmed me … Continue reading Fluevog forever
I believe I’ve seen Lucinda Williams live 3 times, with my second show being what I had thought would be the final time. That show was at The Egg and I remember feeling that she had definitely gone over and down the hill to a place to which I didn’t want to follow. But, there … Continue reading The joy of Lucinda Williams
I’ve been doing this Cape Cod vacation for a long time. It began in Harwich Port, transitioned to South Chatham and finally landed in Wellfleet, my preferred destination, for what has been close to 20 years. For a person who grew up in an area where folks gravitated to either Long Island or the Jersey … Continue reading Best of the outer Cape, 2026
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.
