For the second installment of this series, we will be admiring the needlepoint skills of granny B. My mom gifted our little guy the above pictured quilt featuring various portraits of the late great Lola. Lola was a very integral part of our life for many years.Continue reading
Here are a handful of snaps from November that seemed nice to publish. Up top is from a hike that we managed to sneak in at Windham high peak. Our good friend Szabi and his dogs joined us and was kind enough to take a family portrait (second to last below). Continue reading
Our little dude got a jump start on art collecting. This is thanks to the longstanding tradition of gifting quilts to new babies. Hand made quilts come in many varieties. Growing up in my house I saw the process of just about every iteration of quilt imaginable. The most basic design is literally just two large pieces of fabric sewn around a layer of batting, punctuated by short sections of yarn tied in knots. Nothing wrong with this type of quilt. It is probably the most utilitarian solely based on how many trips through the laundry it will withstand before starting to fall apart. It can also be constructed by most people who have a cursory understanding of how to sew. Most of it can be done with a basic sewing machine, save for tied yarn.
At the other end of the spectrum is the type of quilt that is meticulously designed, then painstakingly stitched together. Continue reading
Posing For a Selfie at the Beaver Kill
Ever since discovering the Cross Mountain Crusher a few years ago, I have been intrigued by this ride. During marathon training season, I will often schedule my weekend long runs around the Pepacton reservoir, since it is relatively flat, and traffic is relatively light. B will typically provide support to me on these runs, driving ahead every couple of miles and waiting for me with Gatorade and snacks on hand. It was during one of these runs that I first discovered the Crusher. Continue reading
The leaves are changing in the Catskills! I put together the collage above from some of the leaves I saw around the yard this week. One of my drones is also now perched (probably permanently) in the top of one our tallest trees. But that is a story for a different day. I have uploaded a 10kx10k px version of the photo over here, for any other nerds who might be interested.
Drone Snap over the Moose River
The last weekend of July was spent on two wheels. Finding time in the saddle has been a bit tricky this summer since the arrival of our newest family member. Thanks to his grandma’s willingness to trek northward and hang out with the dude, I was able to sneak away for a long weekend and put in some serious mileage upstate with a couple of friends.
Similar to a trip we did last August, we started in Catskill Park on a Friday and snaked through back roads northward to North Creek, where we spent the night. We racked up the odometer day Saturday doing a huge loop of the Adirondacks through Lake Placid and Old Forge, ending back in North Creek for the night. Sunday morning we set out for a leisurely ride back to the Catskills. Unlike last year, we had perfect weather the entire time. Really couldn’t have asked for more ideal riding conditions. I posted more details about the route over here, for anyone interested.
The gallery below is a set of photos from the trip mostly by me, with a handful of snaps from my new friend Lukas, who was riding the Street Fighter. Good times were had by all–
A well documented peril of modern architecture is the fatal effects of plate glass on songbirds. It is super sad to me. There is a new building on the north side of Central Park that was recently profiled by the NY Times as being an exceptionally prolific killer. It is one of those things that I just have to try not to think about, because otherwise I get very upset, especially knowing that there is nothing that I can do about it.Continue reading
Our neck of the Catskills is a bit like Narnia between Oct 1 and mid-May. I say this because it can (and will) snow almost every day, even if it is just a little flurry overnight. Continue reading
Sunrise on Beylleayre Mountain
By my estimation, we are still about a week away from peak leaf peeping action in our neck of the Catskills. But we had such a beautiful sunrise this morning that I had to dust off the drone and make a quick vid of the changing leaves.Continue reading
Gisele on a Moody Whiteface Mountain
What seems like the rainiest summer I can remember, appears to be drawing to a close. Despite unexpectedly getting soaked to the bone on more than one occasion, I can’t be too angry because our Catskills lawn has never looked better! Continue reading