are curently closed.

Unplugged for a nice long weekend and spent a pretty perfect Sunday meandering the falls in Watkins Glen. I took a lot of lousy pictures but got a few good ones too






Our humble hero and his fellow waterfall fan

Twistin' by the pool

A few years ago, this area started summer with a lot of rain. Warm weather, but the better part of 10 day period, downpours were the order of the day. I, secretly being five, paid it no heed. I was at Target picking up a few things, and from the register, I could see that night's downpour cranking up. My rounds for done for the night, so no big deal. The umbrella's in the car, but I didn't care. I was done, what's a little water, it comes right out. I took my purchases and stopped to locate my car and just watch the water for a moment. Slightly to my left, I could hear a guy wound up, upset, calling the rain names, his car was on the other side of the lot, gonna effin drown, etc. None of this was the rain's fault, but I did have a little bit of sympathy for the person on the other end of the phone. To complaining boy's left was a woman watching the rain and trying to hid her amusement at the complainer.

Before I said something stupid, I did the wise thing: secured my purchases and leapt off the sidewalk into the biggest puddle I could get to and strode off to my car. He cursed, she laughed and I think did the exact same thing as he continued to weave a tapestry of obscenties that loitered in the moist air over the store entrance.

It's only water, dude, lighten up.



This came back to me the other night as we got some localized rain and one of the downpours hung over my apartment. I walked out onto my porch and just listened, let it rain, didn't watch anything in particular, just let nature do its thing. Know my mental remote control has never settled on any one channel for very long, but it was the closest I've ever come to a mediative state. I had yoga teachers maintain that such states were possible, but I think they were just overselling exhaustion. It was just a calm, warm rain, just loud enough to drown everything out. Despite being three stories over one of my city's busier streets, things disappeared. A raft of thoughts and worries stopped.

My job has me in some unusual predicaments of late, all in the name of helping out the bears and for the unitiated, I'm the one on the right