Thoughts, experiences and adventures from a resident of DelSo aka Delaware Avenue South in Albany, N.Y.
Taste Finn’s girl dinner: The Caesar salad is a dynamite medley of crisp/crunchy/salty/fishy/cheesy. So good. The fries are a most worthy companion. See Too Much: I love Megan Statler on Hacks and I love her even more in Lena Dunham’s latest project. Both characters are strong, yet surprisingly sensitive, women with a unique perspective and … Continue reading Sense(s)
As I reclined on my mat in the dark yoga studio the other night, I realized that in two weeks, school would be back in session. How did that happen? This mid August epiphany is one that I’ve experienced dozens upon dozens of times, usually with the same takeaway - damn, summers certainly go by … Continue reading Two Weeks Notice
Do we ever truly know our impact on others? Have you acknowledged the way social interactions we may have can cause long lasting effects on those we meet as we walk through our lives? Events last week have left me considering these questions. Recently I met colleagues I had initially worked with at my first … Continue reading Ripple
Trigger warning: I’m going to be talking about toes. During Covid, while I worked on my yoga practice via Zoom and did my best to master chaturanga, I posted a video showing my progress. A friend, after watching me roll my toes as I transitioned to upward dog from low plank, commented “Krakatoa!” and I’ve … Continue reading Krakatoa Summer
The drive to Wellfleet is as familiar to me as my oldest (circa 1997) pair of Doc Marten’s. I guess it makes sense. I’ve been making this trip for nearly half of my life. I’m not sure exactly what prompted it but, on this most recent visit to Wellfleet, I was acutely aware of my … Continue reading Cape Cod senses working overtime
On Independence Day I drove home from Cape Cod after a few days of beach time with friends. I got on the road reasonably early in an attempt to avoid the holiday traffic and was mostly successful with my efforts. Beyond a brief backup following an accident, I encountered no issues on the trip back … Continue reading 7/4/25
I remember the first time I met Mark. I can’t say that’s always the case when I’m introduced to someone, but I remember those moments very clearly. It was early in ‘93 and I had come upstate from Chelsea, where I was living, with my new boyfriend. He was introducing me to the small western … Continue reading When it’s not “but a scratch.”
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