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May 03, 2015
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In My Humble Opinion

A family affair

I make it a habit to arrive early when I expect a sold-out crowd to be attending an event here in the Upper Delaware River region, which happens frequently, and last Saturday was no exception. Anticipating a mob to show up for musician and celebrated designer Andy Hilfiger’s highly touted fashion show, “Bellbottoms and Butterfly Wings” (www.bethelwoodscenter.org), I pulled into the lot with the Wonder Dog and noticed a blonde parked next to me in a convertible with the top down, applying lipstick and singing at the top of her lungs.  Read more

Marvelous Milford; Doing it by the book

There are many reasons to visit Milford, PA. Long before being incorporated in 1874, the Native Americans and settlers who lived there enjoyed the forests, lakes and fresh waters of the Delaware River. The village itself was laid out in 1796 by Judge John Biddis, who named the streets after his children and family, and the lanes after his favorite fruits and berries. Rich in history and historically significant, Milford has been drawing folks to settle, and visitors to spend time exploring its many charms ever since.  Read more

Home is where the heart is

Well, my heart anyhow, and I suspect most of yours as well. Now that we’ve had a few days in a row with temps above 40, I’m once again reminded of how much I love where I live and that without winter, spring would never smell as sweet. Zipping around the Upper Delaware River region with unfettered abandon, I couldn’t help but notice the sheer joy in my neighbors’ faces as well, as folks raked and swept, sprucing up their homes, waving at the Wonder Dog as we drove by.  Read more

I hear a symphony

In the space of 24 little hours, we’ve gone from spring to winter and back again. Simply being able to open a window has been a thrill, and hearing the birds singing in the trees has given rise to spring fever. With Easter and Passover behind us, surely the darling buds of May can’t be too far off, and the promise of warmer temps and flowers blooming enthralls even the most cynical (I mean me), as the allure of hanging the wash out to dry entices.  Read more

Out like a lion?

Waking up to three fresh inches of snow the other day, I shook my head and turned on the computer, positive that I had mixed up the words to Lorie Hill’s old poem in my head. “March roars in like a lion so fierce, the wind so cold, it seems to pierce,” I read. “The month rolls on and spring draws near, and March goes out like a lamb so dear.” Still confused, I rubbed my eyes and checked the thermometer. Sure enough, the “dear lamb” had provided us with 18 frosty degrees to welcome spring. (Sigh.)  Read more

Battle of the Bands; In tune with Callicoon… and beyond!

“When it rains, it pours,” I wheezed at the dog as we headed out the door last Saturday night, in search of entertainment. I had three musical notes on my list to check out in Callicoon, NY, along with a few art shows and a lecture down by the river thrown in for good measure, so with umbrella in hand (and a slicker for the pup) we took off, understanding that something along the way was bound to get short shrift. “It’s the nature of the beast,” she barked back at me, tugging at her leash, “Let’s roll!”  Read more

Sullivan West’s ‘Secret Garden’ is abloom with talent

If I had to do it all over again, I would work with kids in school, planting the seeds and nurturing their appreciation of the performing arts, hoping to instill a love of the theatre in our young folks. Thankfully, the Upper Delaware River region is filled with educators and parents who do just that, and my visit to Sullivan West last Sunday served as a shining example of the talent, dedication and spirit that putting together a high school production embodies.  Read more

I’m melting!

Well, we all are—and none too soon. Spring is definitely in the air and there are signs all around. I’ve yet to spot a robin, but the birds are singing, the skunks are mating and the sun (it’s that bright yellow ball in the sky) is shining brightly upon the Upper Delaware River region, giving residents and visitors renewed vigor, infusing us with excitement over shedding a layer or two and celebrating the end of what some say was the harshest winter in decades.  Read more

Maybe it’s just me…

No, it’s not about the weather, although I don’t believe it’s just me who is officially over winter. What with March coming in like a lion and all… well, I think most of us are ready for spring. In an effort to get my mind off of the latest onslaught of white stuff, I packed up my troubles (and dog) in my old kit bag and headed off to Livingston Manor (www.catskillartsociety.org) for a variety of reasons.  Read more

Button up your overcoat

I’m sorry. I swore that I would not write another single word about the weather, but it’s all anybody is talking (and posting on social media) about. Well, that and Lady Gaga—and I’m not even sure who she is. While I am rarely at a loss for words, most often it’s because I have left my house, ventured out into the world and seen people, taken in a show or attended the most recent art gallery installation.  Read more

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