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Special walkway. Rochester rolled out the color for the Lilac Festival. Yes, I appreciated the crosswalk.
Special walkway. Rochester rolled out the color for the Lilac Festival. Yes, I appreciated the crosswalk.
Enchanting city park. Yes, said my dear wife Karen and I, please allow us in your new car, Elisabeth, to join George Three and Sue for a family Mother’s Day drive one city west for the Lilac Festival. Rochester has it going on with this event. Highland Park is a true gem. Original color. White,…
Never have I ever … I realize new businesses are starting up every time I turn around. Yet I was surprised to spot this opportunity at the Food Truck Battle. I guess it’s easier than buying them to start a backyard coop for egg-laying or having your own emotional support chicken instead of a dog…
Catchy. After my trip to the beer stand at the Food Truck Battle, I brought back for my dear wife Karen, George Three and I a Blue Light, Miller Lite and Sierra Nevada, plopped them down in a bunch, and went off again for the Bold Coast Lobster food I mentioned yesterday. Upon return, Karen…
Follow the arrow. Our busy weekend started off for my dear wife Karen, terrific daughter Elisabeth, wonderful George Three and fantastic Sue with our annual visit to the Food Truck Battle at the New York State Fairgrounds. Stay where you are, precip. As it always seems, it was cool with a threat of rain. We’ve…
Backyard chef and my hero George Three. Everybody’s invited over after our Mother’s Day drive to test out George Three’s new pizza oven, declared terrific daughter Elisabeth. Roaring flame. His mom Sue gifted it for Christmas, we discovered as we all visited the Lilac Festival in neighboring Rochester for a lovely Mother’s Day excursion with…
I can’t identify that floating object. Like many folks who live in North America, my dear wife Karen and I took some time after the sun went down this past weekend to scan the skies above our neighborhood. Solar storms were bringing the Northern Lights for visibility more south than usual, so said experts way…
To our lovely. Cheers to the 2024 flowering cycle of our front yard dogwood. The delicate blooms delighted us thoroughly this spring.
From front to back. My dear wife Karen thought these were getting particularly thick in our front garden. So she took out her small spade and transferred a small bunch out back. But putting our heads together, we can’t quite recall what they are. A Google visit sends me away with the guess of phlox.…
Stand tall. The backyard lilac is taking its purple-pink turn next to our backyard shed. It looks even better next to the new fence, if I do say so myself.
Taking its turn. It’s peony time in our backyard. And the corner tucked next to rose row is bursting with that lovely shade of red. Pretty in the rain, too. My dear wife Karen and I appreciate each species for its individualism.
Tater goes green. Enough weeks had past since my trip south to visit KP and Sue in Georgia and the two rounds of golf I enjoyed with my longtime friend. I wanted to make do on my pledge to make this my year to concentrate more on the game. My text to Tater was returned…
Snapshot. I switched up my neighborhood walking route recently, with multiple motivations as we move through spring. I’m adding distance so I’m ready for our annual trip to the Cape, where my dear wife Karen love to walk to and from so many places. Different routes stir my brain in alternate directions. And I’m always…
Good planting. Back when whoever put the holes in the ground to plant these lovelies outside this Village of Liverpool corner business/residence building, some good thinking was done. The spring result on the back side of the bricks is quite nice indeed.
Pretty in pink. A keen eye discovers a shocking pink tree ready to shout in the Village of even before you get to the entrance to the lake park.
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