Saturday, July 23, 2016

Tropical Heat Wave

It's hot! Even here on Golden Pond. But we have choices. The roadside of the house is currently about ten degrees hotter than the lakeside. The shady dock on the water is breezy and delightful. When Old Sol hits it, though, it's intense. Time to move under the deck onto the pretty patio. Still a gorgeous view. We are blessed.

Before 'n' After

My girlfriend, Linda, used to tease me - she thought I had the longest birthdays ever. Therefore, I'd be remiss were I not to mention Corey's early flowers and BKAG's after visit. It's nice to feel the lovin'. But I seem to be getting shorter...
Thanks, Loves.

Friday, July 22, 2016

Together, We Are 113 ♥

Last Saturday, July 16th, was my 70th birthday. It's an astounding number, one I'm grateful to have reached. On my 27th birthday in 1973, I vividly recall having gone to my doctor's, bag packed and thinking, "Surely, our baby is going to be born on this date." Well, that didn't happen. He told me to be patient. Just six days later, Christian arrived. July 22nd. All healthy and robust and positively beautiful. What a day in our lives. Such a blessing and now 43 years old with his own gorgeous and loving family. You've met them all.  
I'm missing my today-hug, but how sweet of the kids to come celebrate last weekend. We had an exquisite day - one to cherish. Christian and Dawn did everything, giving Joe et moi a much needed break after my hospital stay (a story for another day). Thanks so much, my Loves.

There are no words to express the gratitude I have for this day in our lives. We love you beyond words, Sunshine.
Happy, Happy Birthday.

Sunday, July 10, 2016

Michelle - Should Have Been 20, Today ♥

Always loving and missing this beautiful child...

Saturday, July 9, 2016

Blast from the Not-So-Distant Past

Well, okay, maybe more distant than memory serves! :-)

Thursday, July 7, 2016

A Great Fourth!

Sure, "tomorrow" became a few days later; but hey, I'm here! Just as the kids are growing by leaps and bounds, so does time slip away, even when intentions are good. Time. Our most precious commodity. I digress…
The Fourth is such a great holiday. Festive. Fun. Food and fireworks laden. A time to express heartfelt appreciation to our military for the endless work they do to secure our freedoms. Our day to celebrate was on Sunday, thanks to Christian's orchestration in getting everyone together… no easy task, with schedules relentlessly factoring in. It ended up being a perfect choice, weather~wise. Saturday's gale-force winds would have kept the Babes out of the water. No joke! And we can't have that!!! Several brave sailors spent the better part of the day righting their downed Hobies. But Sunday? Ahhh… perfection.
Those kids! They fall into their play patterns without skipping a beat. It is truly precious. Before they hit the water in various crafts, Hunter played his newest piece for us and a couple neighbors. Linda thought this granny exaggerated. She was in awe. Thank you so much, Honey.
Another portrait was on my agenda. They obliged. Serious and then silly. There is nothing like GrandLovin'…
Last year...
And then, my Sons/my Suns obliged me with this fabulous pose. Love my boys.
Even an eagle cooperated.
The day flew by. So, what else is new? But we were so happy. Then, on the actual Fourth, Bri's brood came back to watch fireworks with us, here on Golden Pond.
Giving thanks.

Monday, July 4, 2016

Happy Birthday, America! We Love You!

We have one more event to round out our fabulous weekend. I'll be back tomorrow to tell the whole story. Meanwhile, we give thanks to all military personnel who protect our freedoms on a daily basis. Freedom is so not free. And we remember Elie Wiesel who never let us forget how fragile life can be… rest in peace.

Now, it's outside to this (darkened) view and our fireworks. Tradition.

Tuesday, June 28, 2016


New Yorkers are generally well versed in the times that traffic might be extremely heavy. This applies both up and downstate. It allows for a little choice - well, some of the time. But lately, there's no proper call, especially towards and in the city. I recently commented to Joe that no matter what time we travel to and from the Big Apple, there is never a break, once we cross the bridge. The six miles from the GW to our destination often takes well over an hour of driving time. Frustrating. 
Caught Anderson Cooper on TV, this morning, saying, "I've lived in Manhattan my entire life and have never seen traffic like it is now…" Thanks, Anderson, for confirming my observation. A lot of people hold the mayor responsible for all the construction work that is taking place. Sure, that can be a helpful thing in the long run. Thing is, there are no workers at many sites… just traffic-blocking equipment, road blockages, etc.
And then there's Siri. She keeps changing the route. On a recent trip home, she diverted us to different area of slightly-less traffic. For a few seconds, it was nice to have a car length between us and the guy in front of us; but that changed quickly. Not before I was able to capture the river in all its glory, though. Notice there are not many cars commuting into NYC at the end of the work day. 

It's brutal.

Monday, June 27, 2016

My Old Neighbor Does It Again

Just ask me how much I love Billy Joel. I know, I know; y'all are aware. Well, when Joe told me I'd missed something special on the previous night's news, he wasn't kidding. I tuned right in to (link) this fantastic treat. So you know, the Big Shot cover band plays with Billy at the Garden, during his resident shows each month. But the audience? They were clueless and sure did get their money's worth for that night out. I am SO jealous!! Furthermore…

Show me a Long Island girl who doesn't love Billy!!


We're having a few raindrops, so I tore myself away from the Great Outdoors to give CMI some much needed attention. Actually, we need real rain. Everything is dry; we've had to water to keep our lawn (Yes - we have lawn!!) from burning out and our new trees from failing.

But the weekend was exquisite and included many hours of being mesmerized by water. What is it about staring at water? This is a favorite topic of mine. If you've read my beach posts, you'll understand. Somehow, the lake has filled the gap left between ocean visits. Maybe it's because it brings me back to my childhood and our Massapequa home on Unqua Lake. Drifting away in thought and remembering the Dutch door my parents special-ordered for the kitchen… winter, summer, spring and fall, its top half was opened to lake views.

Wish we could bottle late sunsets for short winter days! And maybe bring blooms in to enjoy through snowstorms? Hmmm, that's not happenin', so I'll just give thanks for our gifts.
Topping off our Monday? Well, Bri stopped in and we had a nice breakfast together. This momma is a happy camper.

Friday, June 24, 2016

Look Who Came For Dinner

Sure, wildlife is wonderful to observe, especially when babies are involved. Yet, we don't encourage geese to bed down on our lawn. It was sunset time and we're sure they were entertaining the thought of bedding down.
The surviving babes (we believe this duo originally had six - that story for another day) are getting fat and have voracious appetites. They don't graze. They rip the gorgeous, well-nurtured grass out, root and all. And they leave gifts behind, if you know what I mean. Ahem. Careful where you walk. Still, it's intriguing to watch Mom 'n' Pop guard their offspring.
Later on, they hooked up with a growing tribe, swimming peacefully away. Lover-ly, for sure.
Tranquility on Golden Pond.

Giving thanks for another exquisite June day.

No Spoilers Here...

Just to say that Season 4 is quite compelling…

Twilight - Of Like Minds

As I stood on the deck to capture Joe enjoying twilight from his perch on the dock, he too shot what we both marvel at, nightly.
Yes, twilight on Golden Pond is always something very mystical and special.

Wednesday, June 22, 2016

Segue to Summer

Spring bowed out with a lovely Father's Day. BKAG brought the barbecue to us. Relaxing, to say the least. And Kelly took a stab at (link) Summer Daze Pasta Salad. It, as well as the entire meal, was delicious. Time really flies, both in reality and in carrying on traditions. Mom would love that her "old trick" is still being used in the recipe. And check out the Dynamic Duo, Ike and Mambo. But I digress... 

A truly nice day to celebrate our men who have carried on yet another tradition - that of being fantastic Dads. And not to forget Christian, who spent the weekend with Chloe at a soccer tournament. Kudos to Dawn for holding down the camp.

Giving thanks for the LVE and dedication. And forever holding (link) my Dad in my heart.

Welcome Summer.

Sunday, June 19, 2016

Mine ♥

Joe recently asked what I'd like for my July birthday. It is not my style to "request;" however, this year, I did say that I'd love two more trees - a flowering cherry for roadside and a weeping willow for lakeside. Signed, sealed and delivered. Ah, what memories… and meet our willow...

While Mom passed along her love for houseplants, Dad is responsible for my intrigue with outdoor inhabitants. As I've mentioned on more than one occasion, the Old Homestead and the LakeHouse are sprinkled with his gifts, even though he's been gone for so long. And what I don't have offspring of - well, those guys still live in my head. Yep, we had a magnificent weeping willow next to "our" lake in Massapequa. Maybe I'll find a photo of it. Meanwhile, though…

As I do every day of my life, I remember my Dad this Father's Day. My heart still bursts with love at the very thought of him…

And of course, there could be no one better than Joe for our lucky boys, now fathers themselves.

Herein lies the true meaning of "hero." How blessed am I to have multiples. 

Gorgeous June Part Deux

Yesterday, we went kayaking on a perfectly still lake that reflected white 'n' fluffy clouds, making them appear as snow mounds in water.
The cutest pooch came down on his dock to greet us, before taking a loooooong drink of lake water. He must have a stomach of steel to be able to tolerate that water. Sure, it's clean. But not deemed drinkable, according to us.
We always love viewing our LakeHouse from the water. We can't believe we've been here over a year, already.
Home, Sweet Home.

Saturday, June 18, 2016

Friday, June 17, 2016

Hillary - Is There A Choice?


Of course I endorse Hillary. Not because she's a woman. Not because she's Bill's wife. Not because she has no questionable issues; we all do. But simply because she's qualified AND I cannot utter the other candidate's name without boiling over. How have we come to this?

Furthermore, her answer to the other one's recent query was beyond perfection. Less is clearly more, even in making a point...

“You tell me: who’s better for the gay community and who’s better for women than Donald Trump?” the presumptive GOP presidential nominee asked.

Hillary Clinton's response:

Ali - What A Mind

Thanks to a friend 'cross the pond for sharing this vid with us. Please take six minutes to remember the Champ and ponder his (young) words. We'll forever need more understanding of how our fellow humans think and feel. From that understanding might come more compassion. Our world is a scary place, right now.

Thursday, June 16, 2016


Ask an American to name his or her first thought at the mention of Orlando. Most likely it will be Disneyworld. The Cinderella Castle. Something fun. That was before this week, when triple tragedy struck. 

We mourn for "The Voice" singer we watched and her family, friends and fans. We mourn for the forty-nine killed. We mourn for their families and friends, all left behind to figure out the "hows" and "whys." We mourn for the little boy dragged into a lagoon by a beast that didn't belong near human territory. Thing is, the beast was home. Why were there no warning signs of the pending danger? Over the short bridge in SC where we watch gators, there must be a dozen signs. We mourn for his stunned family. 

It is just all too much to process.

For starters, I HATE GUNS. Imagine that the club attack was considered for this place…
Safety exists no longer, not even in Fantasyland.

We mourn.

Tuesday, June 7, 2016

Through a Child's Eyes

How intriguing the world is the the eyes of children. My most recent case in point is named Inchy. Aubs and Gav found "… the first inchworm of the summer…" and proceeded to create a habitat for him. Very cool.

A Sleepover ♥

Aubs came over early this past Friday, while Gav went to his first-ever dance. Talk about timing! We were afforded lots of special moments to do some serious catching up with our Sugar, leading us to the privilege of hearing all of Gav's exciting news, firsthand. The above pose was taken at twilight, upon our return to the LakeHouse.

Our boy danced! Really! Additionally, he'd been to the Museum at Bethel Woods for a class trip, that day; so, we got to hear all about his impressions of psychedelic busses and hippies. Since we were at the actual event, we filled in the blanks with our memories. Great fun. He was starving and referencing the next morning's breakfast, but how happy to know that we'd saved him dinner's steak and corn…
"G'ma, this is some mighty fine food!"

They were exhausted and slept in very late the next morning, so our "…rockin' breakfast…" (Gav) happened late, but with perfect timing to lead up to some boarding and swimming in lake waters. As he sailed off on the board, he said to Joe…
"G'pa, this is the best part of summer!"

We are truly happy that we can provide those feelings.

Aubs went home to her first babysitting job ever. It was a success. And tonight? We have a date for Gavin's Spring Concert.

Blessings All.