A long delayed return to Hyde Park finally occurred last weekend as history buff, Liam and I spent the afternoon visiting the Hudson Valley. The primary purpose of the trip was to see Val-Kill, Eleanor Roosevelt's cottage retreat. I wasn't aware of this lovely property prior to Liam and I touring the FDR mansion a … Continue reading History in Hyde Park
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4, 3, 2…
Four of us attended Mountain Jam for what was consecutive year number three and I learned two very important things... the first had something to do with knowing beyond a shadow of a doubt that everything will be fine because your oldest friends always have your back. The second was equally practical but involved mud, … Continue reading 4, 3, 2…
April Moms@Work & Women@Work catch-up
Notice I said catch-up instead of catsup or ketchup. We all (or those of us who hang on every word of dialogue in Mad Men at least) know there's only 1 ketchup. I digress - anyway, here are some blog posts from my other spot out here on the internet, Moms@Work. Would you do it … Continue reading April Moms@Work & Women@Work catch-up
Amy, Aimee
Maybe 10 or 12 years ago, my friend Amy turned me on to Aimee Mann. I don't recall exactly how it happened, but it involved a show at The Egg and an extra ticket. I don't think I had any familiarity with Aimee Mann's music beyond her 'Til Tuesday stuff, but she hit me big. … Continue reading Amy, Aimee
A love letter to Belleayre Mountain
Maybe it is because this was the first place I ever truly skied. Perhaps it is a result of the stunning panoramic views in every direction. It may be because of the friendliness of every staff member I've ever encountered. Or, it might be because of the all-things-considered reasonableness of the price of a lift … Continue reading A love letter to Belleayre Mountain
Hope you made it to NY in Bloom!
Here's what you missed if you didn't get to the NYS Museum this past weekend. My photos are preceded by some taken by Times Union staff photographer, Michael P Farrell. I'm in good company!
Schooled on skiing
I spent most of my childhood in a village nestled in a valley between two (smallish) mountains. Each of these mountains was home to a (smallish) ski resort. Despite the proximity of these places to experience skiing, I personally never availed myself of the opportunity. Skiing was always a bit beyond the budget, a fact … Continue reading Schooled on skiing