It was another lovely day in NYC and we decided to walk in Central Park again. Going to this park is like the old saying: you can’t step in the same river twice. There is always something to notice, some times noticed again, seeing it from a different angle or viewed with an unusual...
It was Sunday, Father’s Day and the day before the summer solstice. It was a flawless brilliant sunny day in New York City. The air was alive with energy and we were headed to Central Park to watch the NYC Soap Box Derby. Our daughter, Liza, has an after school program, Green Apple Kids, and...
It seems like such a long time ago when I first learned that FISH KICKER, my novel, was going to be published. Maybe it’s the long and unpredictable winter weather that’s added to making this season feel like it’s stretching out forever. The East has been hit with one bone chilling storm after another,...
Our grandson, Devon, was staying the weekend and that meant we awakened early each morning, usually before the sun comes up. I’m a light sleeper and when I hear the padding of his ever growing feet coming down the hall, I know that our day has begun no matter what time it is. Either...
Last night the east coast, from New Jersey all the way up and into Canada, got a winter blast of snow. NYC only got about 5 inches of the white stuff, but farther north they got quite a bit more snow. I took a walk in Central Park this morning and there were many...
The other day I had coffee with a dear friend, Thelma. She lives on the east side of Central Park and I live on the west side. So usually when we meet at our favorite coffee shop on the east side, I walk through the park. It was a fantastic day, unseasonably warm for...
