Monthly Archives: November 2013

As I moseyed along toward Council Point Park on this November morn, which finally felt like a November morn, the sun was shining bright but had not yet dissolved the patches of snow and ice that lingered on the residential … Continue reading →

Old-fashioned holiday shopping is now so yesterday, isn’t it? For years, you just went out to a shopping center, later called “the mall”, or to your favorite, stand-alone retail store. Shopping might have been done with your credit card sometime … Continue reading →

In keeping with the “bird theme” that is so important to the whole ambiance of Turkey Day, I am reminded by my Mom’s admonishments throughout my formative years, to wit: “don’t count your chickens before they are hatched” … yup, … Continue reading →

Blustery 25 mph winds and glacial air finally took its toll on me. I mustered a petite promenade and didn’t even make it to Council Point Park where the vast open spaces in some places make you a sitting duck … Continue reading →

It was overcast and took forever to lighten up this morning. When I finally left the house I was happy to go back inside to retrieve a lightweight coat since it was only half as harsh as yesterday; in fact … Continue reading →

Another blustery morning – brrrrrrrrrrrr. The temps and wind chill were wicked when I departed the house and the wind was howling at nearly 20 mph. It is garbage day in the neighborhood and the last week of yard waste … Continue reading →

Once again I waited for the sun to shine brightly before taking off for Council Point Park. I also thought it might lessen a chance encounter with black ice on the Park perimeter path. Listening to the meteorologist from The … Continue reading →

Well, my first mistake was thinking that I’d wait until the sun was high in the sky and maybe it might be a little warmer. Not so much, because when I left the house at 9:30 this morning the temps … Continue reading →

Today dawned with misty fog and heavy cloud cover and would be best described as gloomy. The weather matches the glum mood of those old enough to pause, remember and reflect about the tragedy on that fateful day in Dallas … Continue reading →