Thoughts, experiences and adventures from a resident of DelSo aka Delaware Avenue South in Albany, N.Y.
I’ve been hankering for a decent bike ride, preferably on a paved trail with some foliage to be enjoyed, for a couple of weeks. My plan to make that happen last week was thwarted by a midday doctor appointment, so I penciled in Sunday instead. The forecast was for a gorgeous early fall day and … Continue reading Crushing
Sunday morning I awoke very early, even earlier than the time my alarm was set for and that was at an hour that I hadn’t started my day at in months. I pulled some clothes on, brushed my teeth and texted my fellow sunrise appreciative vacationer friend to confirm that she was awake and ready … Continue reading Daybreak
Over the more than 30 miles I walked last week in Chicago, it seemed like everywhere I looked there were flowers - hibiscus, black eyed susans, coleus, lilies and hydrangea were all present and accounted for. It was beautiful. Since arriving back at home, I’ve made it a point to take notice of all of … Continue reading Bloom where you’re planted
My stay in Northampton last week provided me with a wonderful opportunity to spend some real time in an area that I’ve come to know over the years only superficially. I’ve attended shows there numerous times, in a few different venues, and have experienced some of what NoHo has to offer, but in no way … Continue reading NoHo (area) top 10
This week, I’m house and pet sitting in Northampton, MA. It’s my first “sit” for Trusted Housesitters, an organization I joined in the hopes of providing myself with opportunities to explore the country, and the world, during retirement. I’ll write more about this experience in an upcoming post, but for now, I wanted to share … Continue reading Morning meander through Smith’s botanic garden
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
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