A few weeks ago, Hubby and I took a drive to view the changing colors of the leaves, but mostly the point of the trip was to “get out of the zip code!” My husband will often use the term “get out of the zip code” to describe a need to get out of the … More Mums Along the Mohawk–Getting out of the Zip Code
It used to be a mill town; the old mills are now condos for the career professionals and unfortunately, the drug dealers. The locals can’t afford to live in those buildings. The church on the corner supplies free meals on Saturday nights. Local churches rotate the duties of cooking, serving meals, and cleaning up. My … More Date Night: Saturday at the “Soup Kitchen” or: Give a Man a Ravioli
On Wednesday night we decided to get the REAL Moose Tracks: the one that had melted down my shirt and onto my shoes last year. We drove to the Ice Cream stand, only to discover that the line of people looked to be waiting for a Disney ride. There were 80 people on line for ice … More In Search of Moose Tracks
In July, my husband and I went to the Thousand Islands area of New York for an “Unplugged” vacation. We turned our phones off, ate ice cream, hiked in the woods, and fed the seagulls.. Here’s a pic I could never get again if I tried. I was throwing cracker bits to the seagulls, and … More Timing is Everything
I finally understood the thrill that entraps gamblers on the day that I won $80 on a $2 bet. It smells like horses in August in Saratoga. It’s hot. Humid. Our employer had given us the afternoon off with pay and sprung for the 6 bucks entrance fee for each of us to the Saratoga Race Track. My … More I Won at Saratoga and Got “Gambler’s Trance”
SueAnn Porter 