Central Park Sunday
Sunday morning. Mother's Day. I sit on a brick bridge watching ducks tread the waters of Central Park as a...
Sunday morning. Mother's Day. I sit on a brick bridge watching ducks tread the waters of Central Park as a...
I was extremely anxious about traveling to New York City by myself, although I wasn't quite sure why. I've been...
It's fairly early in the morning for a Saturday in New York City. I zip up my hoodie, wonder about...
I'm the son of an immigrant. My mother came to this country from Australia when she was eighteen years old...
My time in Rochester was short but certainly memorable. My last evening found me sitting on the still Genesse river...
The bright autumnal leaves float with reckless abandon as the car drives along the dusty road. Nothing but pumpkin patches...
My first attempt to hike Watkins Glen was in March of this year. The snow and ice prevented me from...
If I had paid any attention to such things as weather reports and News forecasts, I most likely would have...
Giant icicles run long, the teeth of the Winter monster hanging upon frozen rock, waiting for the warmth of Spring's...
I get off the Interstate as quickly as possible to avoid the New York toll roads. Within minutes the landscape...
Step One : See a new album out on iTunes, download songs, fall in love. Step Two : Realize the...