Lately, I keep looking out the window and thinking it's snowing. I smile, then I'm visited by a pang of regret; hopes dashed again.
Sherri's a wonderful person who grew up in that house across the street, then moved away from Ithaca about the same time I came to the area. Just a coincidence. She and Tom, someone I grew up with, moved to North Carolina last year. They're loving it, as long as the bear stays outside of their house.
How many of us can thank Carl Sagan for our early interest in the cosmos? I thank him quite often on my way to work and when walking the dog. Better late than never? Too soon to tell. Roxy wanted to get in on the tradition of putting rocks on his gravestone. In this case Rox. It was a good way to start 4-8-24.
Kari joined Gail, Amy and me for a trip to the Zone of Totality in Geneva, where we sat on the beach at the north end of Seneca Lake. She recently got a puppy so her brother dis-invited her from going to his place on Upper Saranac Lake.
Though it started bright and clear in the morning, and I was able to get my staring at the sun over with early, clouds were on order in the Finger Lakes for the afternoon. The day before and following day were both blue-sky days start to finish.
People where it was sunny commented on how it got colder during the total eclipse. We started cold.
Sure looked like a hell-of-a thunderstorm coming our way.
About 15 miles south the lake was out of the path. What a sight.
The family had fewer clouds for their gathering in Hamburg. We had no use for the glasses unless we wanted total darkness.
Peter went to Saranac Lake without Kari and the puppy. He shared what I think is the neatest picture I've seen from the day.
For the data geeks.
Dead space? Space lives!
Yeah, plenty of rain around here, and some snow melt from the hills.
Wood and stone.
A local waterfall off the beaten path. I'm not sure if I ever went to this one, though the street and access road are at the top. It's 300' from a similar one I know I never walked to the bottom of until recently.
I got to a new place farther afield on Easter Sunday when I went to Little Mill Creek east of Dansville. Dinner with the family at Jim's house was good too, but even though there were two toddlers and a baby, I have no photos. Go figure.
Just another used rubber, tossed and forgotten for someone else to pick up. Always wear gloves when picking up trash, or be selective about what you'll collect.
Asphalt doesn't even last a year without cracking upon impact to the post set in it. And the impact leaves an expensive variety of plastic on the road.
McGraw Tower is still encased. Chimes concerts are open to the public, but not the observation deck.
I swear, this guy never runs out of tape despite the situation we're in.
A last-grasp at skiing with city friends out in Caroline. I had to play host since Connie and Andy were traveling. We paid our trail fee by getting them some electricity. The bridge needs to have something carved into it. Class of '84 Rules!
Skater's heaven, doubter's regret.
