By MARGARET MENDEL It was finally the end of summer. Well, it was Labor Day weekend, that’s pretty much the end of summer. Though we knew there would still be a few hot and muggy days before we talked about…
LAST DAYS AT THE BEACH
Category: remembering
WOODSTOCK AND THE OLD SHED
It was Memorial Day weekend. According to the forecast the weather would be unpredictable. We didn’t care. We were headed upstate to spend the long holiday weekend with friends in an old farm house sitting in the middle of a densely…
Christmas in New York
It was Wednesday, the day before Christmas Eve. We were on our way to Brooklyn to babysit the grandkids. This has been a trying time for us. Health issues have become a serious consideration. Hanging out with the grandkids would…
VISITING THE WEST COAST
The first week in September we traveled to Seattle for an overdue visit with family. Instead of going to a hotel we decided to make our accommodations through AirBnB, a website for people in the private sector to list, find and rent…
CLEARING PHOTOGRAPHY CLUTTER
I’m into clearing clutter these days, and though we drastically downsized a couple years ago, gathering ‘stuff’ seems to be as natural to me as breathing. So, lesson learned, I will not let ‘stuff’ get the upper-hand in my life.…
PLANET OF THE APES SAGA
This summer has not been too terribly hot in NYC, but it’s always fun to go to a movie theater in the middle of a scorching hot afternoon and sit in the frigid air-conditioning. We weren’t looking for anything intellectual…
A WEDDING
I’ve been taking photographs a lot longer than I’ve been blogging, but for me they have become a marriage that works together perfectly. The camera allows me to capture the world the way that I see it, and my commentary…
A Reading of FISH KICKER and an Iris Garden
I just arrived back from Vancouver WA, my old stomping ground when I was a kid. I went there for a reading of FISH KICKER, to attend a high school class reunion, and to visit with family and friends. It…
MID JANUARY
Last year at Christmas we bought a live tree, a short thing standing about three feet tall. It’s a prickly tree with a funky bald spot, probably the result of the burning sunshine and under-watering during one of last summer’s…
SMALL REMEMBRANCES
With the start of every new year there’s a persistent niggling in the back of my brain about how to get organized. I’m not a disorganized person, quite the contrary, I know where I’ve tucked away everything that I own.…