About 7 years ago, I broke up with Volvo after a 20+ year relationship. At the time, I was driving a 12 year old wagon that I loved, but was bored with the driving experience. I remember feeling as if I were driving on autopilot. I needed a change and the Mini Countryman that I … Continue reading Maxing out my Mini
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Collar(ed) city
Last Wednesday, N. and I went to Troy to catch some live music and enjoy the sunshine while it lasted. It has been a very rainy spring, hasn’t it? Ryan’s Wake hosted a great evening out and we would happily truck over to Troy again for some midweek fun. At one point, as I stood … Continue reading Collar(ed) city
Looking west
For the past few months I’ve been closely following the activities in an eagles’ nest in Big Bear Valley, California. I’ve held my breath as the 3 eaglets hatched, waiting nervously for the third one to finally make their appearance, and witnessed their rapid growth fueled by a steady supply of fish and other game … Continue reading Looking west
When it’s not “but a scratch.”
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.”
Dorcey for mayor
Unlike last year’s presidential election, the race for Mayor of Albany comes complete with a democratic primary. Having lived in Albany for nearly four decades,* I understand that this primary is the de facto election. Since it’s been more than a century since Albany has sworn in a republican as mayor, it stands to reason … Continue reading Dorcey for mayor
Ann Petry’s The Street
Ever since Barbra Streisand introduced me to the pleasures of listening to audiobooks, I’ve been hooked. Generally, I seek out and borrow specific books, like my comprehensive read through/listen to all available books by Barbara Kingsolver or my recent focus upon Ann Patchett’s work. Sometimes, though, my searches are more broad. I set the filters … Continue reading Ann Petry’s The Street
“Lost time is never found again” – Benjamin Franklin
If you could have anything, what would you want? Since making the decision to retire I’ve had some intense moments of panic. How do I walk away from a career that brought me much professional satisfaction and a strong sense of belonging to a community? Will the absence of students and colleagues from my everyday … Continue reading “Lost time is never found again” – Benjamin Franklin






