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July 14, 2014
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In My Humble Opinion

Along came a spider

I’m one of those guys who makes lists. Even with a calendar on my computer, a day runner, and a “Carnet De Journaliste” (reporter’s notebook—no clue why it’s in French on the cover), my house is littered with scraps of paper. Being an arachnophobe (fear of spiders), I try to keep the paper down to a minimum (where the creepy-crawlies tend to lurk), instead using Post-its® stuck to the mirror (one place I am guaranteed to look). With all that, one would think I’d know where I’m going, but there are always twists, turns and unexpected road blocks along the way.  Read more

Word of the day: ephemeral

Words. Can’t get enough of them. My ongoing love affair with language continues to flourish as I constantly strive to find new ways with which to describe my adventures here in the Upper Delaware Valley. Although today’s word is no stranger to me, it cropped up repeatedly over the last week, and so I decided to flip through the dictionary, lest I be using it improperly.

Ephemeral—(adjective): Lasting for a very short time. Fashions are ephemeral… Having a very short life cycle (chiefly of plants).  Read more

Fireworks, festivals and all that jazz

Even now, with the past week behind me, I get a little dizzy (hold the comments, please) just glancing at my schedule. With summer in full swing, my dance card is full and I’m running as fast as I can. For those of you holding events that I didn’t have the opportunity to attend, my apologies. In the past seven days, I managed to get out to nine different locations, which ran the gamut from concerts to galleries to the theatre (oy, I’m out of breath), with a visit to the vet (wasp sting, don’t ask) thrown in for good measure.  Read more

Everything old is new again

I’m no hoarder, but I’m not keen on throwing things away either. As a result, I am completely on board with recycling, reusing and (my new personal favorite) repurposing. Wiktionary.org defines repurpose as “to reuse for a different purpose on a long-term basis,” which includes altering the original, e.g. “the church was repurposed as a nightclub by removing the pews.” Repurposing is big here in the Upper Delaware River Valley and I often stop to admire the clever projects that my friends and neighbors have produced.  Read more

Out, loud and proud

Forty-four years ago this week, I woke up, went downstairs and overheard my parents discussing the news. My folks subscribed to two papers, The Sun Bulletin and The Evening Press, both published in my home town of Binghamton, NY. Keeping abreast of local and national news was important in our household. My sister and I were well read, and education was considered not only important, but also mandatory.  Read more

Curtain calls, concerts and cowgirls

Although summer officially begins this week, June has been bustin’ out all over the Upper Delaware Valley, and I have hit the ground running, with the wonder dog in tow. For me, summertime means many things—among them is the curtain going up at the Forestburgh Playhouse (FBP), which happened last Tuesday with the debut of Neil Simon’s “The Odd Couple.” It’s difficult to not conjure up images of the classic 1968 film, starring Jack Lemmon and Walter Matthau, or the equally memorable television show with Jack Klugman and Tony Randall in the starring roles, and the stage play is still funny.  Read more

Tractors and trout; Who could ask for anything more?

It is my humble opinion that if Norman Rockwell were alive today, he’d be living in the Upper Delaware River Valley. Rockwell, who was a 20th century American painter and illustrator, enjoyed a broad popular appeal in the United States for his reflection of American culture, and is most famous for his cover illustrations of everyday life scenarios he created for The Saturday Evening Post magazine for more than four decades.  Read more

Fireflies in a jar

There are some things that, no matter how old I get, make me feel like a kid again. Regardless of how much I might have whined a few months ago, the first snowfall of the season still conjures up memories of racing outside to catch flakes on my tongue and mom stirring cocoa on the stove. Watching the darling buds of May emerge continues to mesmerize, as I attempt to catch their steady progression into full flower with my trusty camera at the ready.  Read more

Let freedom ring

National holidays are a mixed bag for me. On one hand, parties, barbeques and parades spring up and a festive air hangs over the Upper Delaware Valley as folks frolic, thrilled to have a three-day weekend. On the other, I invariably have to work. Don’t get me wrong, I love what I do, and more often than not my job involves attending parties, barbeques and parades. Thankfully, it’s not exactly brain surgery, so I have a lot to be grateful for. Fortunately, I have a lot of freedom to express my humble opinion on a variety of subjects and thus far, I have not run out of things to say.  Read more

Planning ahead; Lazy, hazy and crazy!

Ahhh. The good old summertime is almost here and (IMHO) none too soon. Personally, I love all of the seasons we in the Upper Delaware Valley have to celebrate, and each has its own merits, but with Memorial Day upon us, all thoughts lead to summer.  Read more