Thoughts, experiences and adventures from a resident of DelSo aka Delaware Avenue South in Albany, N.Y.
Summer, a season that I appreciate more each year. *Snakes, of which I’ve seen an inordinate number this year. For the most part they were small garter snakes, but I did see a brown green one at the Cape that came with some heft. *Seattle and San Francisco, a couple of cities which showed my … Continue reading S is for…
If my weekend had been a newspaper, perhaps even the local one from my childhood hometown, The Greenwood Lake News, I imagine it might look a little like what you’re about to read below. For the record, it was an exceptional edition. Automotive How I learned to stop - or, no more rolling stops. Many, … Continue reading Weekend headlines
Despite there having been a fairly mild winter, spring seemed slow to arrive this year. My crocus bloomed late, the down comforter is still on my bed and I just finally flipped the thermostat switch to off. I think, though, that after the gorgeous weekend we just experienced in Albany, it’s safe to say that … Continue reading From rosés to lupine
There’s been a lot of talk that the Roaring 20s are going to once again be a thing. While I’m not yet convinced that’ll be the case, I’m always down for a cute bob and flapper dress, so consider me interested. Friday was a productive day for me. I closed on my refi, stocked up … Continue reading Back to the Garden -Troy Night Out
As I sit at my dining table on a Sunday scrolling through images of hiking boots, I can’t help but laughingly wonder who am I? The last, and only, time I bought hiking boots was 1993. My then boyfriend (and now former husband) and I were preparing for our first vacation together. Our destination was … Continue reading Hike more, worry less
My Sunday night plan was fancy cocktails at Dead Rabbit, an awesome gastropub* waaay downtown in Manhattan. Unfortunately, my knowledge of cool places to drink exceeds my ability to reliably navigate the subway and the train which I had hoped would take us south, actually took us east immediately after Canal Street. Luckily, my companion … Continue reading No sleep (or stop) til Brooklyn
Our pond For the past four summers I’ve rented the same vacation house in Wellfleet. It is a place that must be experienced to be understood. I know, that sounds dramatic, doesn’t it? But, this comfortable and compact house, which sits on a gloriously private piece of property only accessible by the most rutted dirt … Continue reading Packing for the beach
