Knowing me as you do, you can probably predict that there are far more things that I love about the Capital District than I hate. How about we just get the negatives on the table so we can get to the good stuff? I really hate the careless drivers I observe during my runs around … Continue reading Love and hate in the 518
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It’s all about the presence…
...not the gifts. Although, they're lovely and thoughtful and it can be so fun to unwrap surprise packages. Most of the time, that is. But, when all is said and done, it is truly all about the people with whom we are lucky enough to spend time. For countless years, I feel as if I … Continue reading It’s all about the presence…
Breasts and beers
What are you doing October 5th? Nothing? Well, I've got a couple of ideas for you to consider. First - there's the Komen Race for the Cure. This annual event is a fundraiser for breast cancer research and, although I haven't participated, I've always heard the vibe is incredibly positive and empowering. Maybe get some … Continue reading Breasts and beers
Last weekend – in photos
I think I finally caught my breath...
Riding that train
Last week in our (delayed) haste to soak in the last of Summer 2013, two of my boys and I hopped aboard the scenic Saratoga-North Creek Railroad. Despite the late night I had thoroughly enjoyed the previous evening at a concert at SPAC, we left Albany a little after 9:00 a.m. to catch our train, … Continue reading Riding that train
Rocking out the summer – part 1
In the past few months, I've been to some really great shows up at SPAC. Despite the cold start to the season, Memorial Day weekend, when Griffin and I went to see both nights of the Dave Matthews Band, and the ridiculous prices demanded by Live Nation for shows and refreshments, I gotta say, it … Continue reading Rocking out the summer – part 1
A bridge, a baby and some boys
There's almost nothing like the ocean to punctuate time, especially when you're temporarily living on an island which is inaccessible during high tide. The necessity of planning is as explicit and unavoidable as the tide chart adhered to the fridge with a magnet. When the tide is out there's the shallowest of tidal pools under … Continue reading A bridge, a baby and some boys
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