The Seventh Month

  The name September literally means the seventh month. Apparently the Romans felt pretty much like the way I do each year when September rolls around…dazed, confused and in much need of a few bottles of wine.  Summer, all of it, resides in the lazy, hazy, hot time of year when it’s easy to forget…

Remembrance

Whether your traditional observance of Memorial Day is as tribute to those who who have died during or after military service or as the official opening weekend of summer, there is no reason not to accommodate both.  At 3pm local time every Memorial Day a nationally declared “Moment of Remembrance” is observed.  Just a quiet…

It’s Winter Somewhere

    As I ponder the scene from My Front Porch I could easily believe that I have somehow time travelled to a day in mid May.  I double check my calendar to assure myself that I am indeed still navigating the winter landscape of February, minus the winter coat as temperatures are forecast to…

Are We There Yet?

  Even those of us who were born in the ancient times of America’s mid century have only vague recollections of what automobile travel was like before freeways and interstates came into existence.  Just to refresh our collective memories, here’s a peek at what setting out for a mountain vacation might have looked like in 1958,…

First There is the Mountain

  And Its Name Was Gold   The history of Mohawk Valley as it is known today begins with three prospectors by the name of Asa Gould and his two partners, Friend and Jamison whose first names have been forgotten. Upon their arrival, with gold on their minds, the three split up to occupy and begin…