Late Post, More Art

After falling down on my daily blogging ambitions once again, I try to pick things up with a few more examples of parking lot artwork by Herkimer High School Seniors.  I ran by the art on once of my morning runs recently, a great addition of something fun to look at while I thunk along.

Who doesn’t love Spiderman?

This is a good one for me to run by, because for the next mile or so the Spiderman theme song plays in my head.  Yes, I know all the words.

Kitty is nice, too.

This is another one I wish I had gotten a better shot of.  Well, local readers are encouraged to take a walk down and check these out for themselves.  They are even better in person.

Is he surrendering? Or part of a wave?

I’m not sure who this fellow is, because I am not up on current popular characters.  Perhaps it is an invention of the senior who painted it.  That would be cool.

I like the lettering.

I do four instead of my usual three pictures, and I still have some left for future posts.  Which I hope to make in a timely fashion and stop missing days.  As always, I hope you’ll stay tuned.

 

Whiskey and Rye

Thursday I made my way down to Valley Wine and Liquors in Herkimer, NY for a tasting with Cooperstown Distillery.  I went to Cooperstown Distillery some years ago with my late, dearly missed husband Steve, and knew they had good stuff.  And of course I am always up for checking out a local or area business.  I was very glad I went.

He was great.

The pourer was a nice young man named MacGuire Benton.  I told him having a last name for a first name was sexy.  I thought I could get away with a remark like that at my age.  At least he didn’t seem to mind.  By that time I had sampled all his wares and we had established something of a rapport.  He gave me lots of good information about the distillery, and encouraged me to return for another visit.

“They’ll take good care of you,” he said.

He said they get their grains locally from Crowe family farm in Canajoharie.  More local!  Spent grains are placed in an underground tank, and farmer’s take them for their cattle.  MacGuire said it was circle of life when he eventually ate a steak from a cow that ate some of their grains.  I speculated that whiskey grains made the cows happy, but I suppose that is just a bit of fantasy on my part.

I tasted a blended whisky, a rye (making reference to “good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye”), bourbon, and some single malt.  I like them all!  I am not much of a booze hound these days, being more of a winer (and and regular readers know, something of a whiner), but I got a bottle of the blended whiskey.  It will make for some good hot toddies if I get hit with a cold.  Or if I just feel like having a hot toddy.  Maybe a shot in a cup of coffee.  Or just on the rocks.  Oh dear, maybe I will become a booze hound after all!  Don’t worry: I won’t drink and drive!

I may, however, take a drive to Cooperstown Distillery (preview of coming attractions).  There are a few other things in Cooperstown I could check out.

 

Those Seniors Are Creative

I make my Wordless Wednesday post late and share more Herkimer High School Seniors’ parking lot art.  Full disclosure:  it isn’t really a wordless Wednesday, because obviously there are some words.  However, since it is more about the pictures, I make bold to label it so.

Nice incorporation of technology.

I think this one is clever.  I just imagine they will neither pause nor rewind.  I never wanted to do so when I was a senior.  Oh dear, as soon as I typed that I remembered something:  I AM a senior: a senior citizen.

Nice.

I like the water effect.  I suppose Arriana is on the swim team.

This one is simpler.

A more straightforward space, no?  But I like it.  As I said in my first post about this, these seniors are expressing their personalities.

I see I am not up to 200 words, my usual goal for myself.  So I guess this is not a Wordless Wednesday but a Less Words Wednesday.  That could be a new category for Mohawk Valley Girl. Any thoughts?  Oh dear, as I went to add Categories and Tags, I realized:  it should not be Less Words but Fewer Words, which makes it not a play on words of Wordless Wednesday.  That’s no good!  What’s a silly blogger to do?

However, adding that bit of dithering got me over 200 words.  Phew!

 

More Parking Space Art

I thought I would share a few more pictures or the Herkimer High School Seniors’ parking spaces.  For one reason, I think it’s awesome!

Cheer Captain, pretty impressive.

They could not have done this in my high school, Rome Free Academy in 1981 (yes, QUITE a long time ago).  We had too many seniors and too few parking spaces.  I am constantly enchanted by the small town vibe I get around here.

Very nice.

I feel a little bad that I think this looks like a neck tie when I cannot see the whole thing.

I love the little hand prints.

I am quite interested in the different styles of the different spaces.   If I had a contact at the high school I would talk to the seniors and hear their personal stories about why these pictures are meaningful to them.  I daresay some of them are more meaningful than others.  Perhaps some of the seniors just painted what occurred to them at the moment.  But that is the delightful thing about art.  It means different things to different people.  Some people take every opportunity to express themselves in a meaningful fashion.  Others just make a picture, pretty or fun or otherwise.  I feel all are legitimate as art.

Then again, what do I know?

 

Yay, Herkimer Seniors!

Yesterday when I was running,  I noticed some painting on Herkimer Junior/Senior High School parking lot.  Naturally I ran by to check it out (full disclosure: I had planned to run through the parking lot anyways to go over the little bridge etc.).  I was charmed.  The seniors have painted their parking spaces.  What a great way to express your personality and celebrate your senior year!

You can’t really see the spider webs in the corners.

I walked back later with my phone to take pictures. Alas, I was not tall enough to get the full picture, but I did my best.  There were 25 of them.  I will not share all 25 at once, just to spread the joy.  Also because I rarely make very long blog posts.

The light pole made a shadow.

There was a variety of styles and themes, reflecting the diversity of personalities.  You could even call it an art exhibit.

I guess a lot of people would.

I will probably run or walk by these spaces every Sunday, the only day they are not likely to be parked on.  I applaud whoever thought of the idea, and I congratulate the seniors on their execution.  I hope they are having a wonderful senior year.

 

Late Post, Even Later Pictures

Well, the Mohawk Valley wasn’t lame yesterday, but I pretty much was.  I was afraid the Mohawk Valley Garlic and Herb Festival would be too much of a crowd scene, so I stayed close to home.  I did a little yard word and discovered I have another Rose of Sharon growing some distance from the original bush, and it has a few blooms on it!  I meant to take a picture for inclusion here but, alas, forgot.  I could do it now, but the sun isn’t up yet.

The crown scene in 2018.

As for cleaning the house, I made very little progress.  I managed to write my usual Saturday post cards and walked them to the post office.

A regular stop for me.

Yes, the only picture I could find in my Media Library of Herkimer’s post office was in the wintertime, January 2019 to be exact, and it took me long enough to find that.  Anyways, after the post office I kept walking.  For one reason, I had not gone running (will I go running today?  Good question).  For another, I was low on cash, and Cliff’s Local Market (might as well give them a shout-out too; they are locally owned) has an AmeriCU ATM.  From there it was little trouble to cross the street and enjoy another tasting at Valley Wine and Liquor.  They usually have them from 1 to 4 p.m. on Saturdays.

Full disclosure: this is not what I tasted yesterday.

This is another photo from a previous event, but at least it is more recent than my previous pictures.  Additionally, it give me a chance to give another shout-out to one of my favorite local businesses, DikinDurt Distillery.

I guess this turned out to be a less lame blog post than I expected (or do I flatter myself?).  And I feel I should appreciate whatever I manage to get done these days.  Will I have any bloggable Mohawk Valley Adventures today?  Hard to say.  It is, after all, Wrist to Forehead Sunday.  But I do hope to make a blog post, and I hope you will stay tuned.

 

How Lame Was My Valley?

It is Saturday morning, and I am making another Better Lame than Never post.  That isn’t an official category here at Mohawk Valley Girl, but it ought to be.  I thought of the title after I typed in those two sentences.  There was a novel then a movie a long time ago called How Green Was My Valley.  I neither read the book or saw the movie.  In fact, I just now used DuckDuckGo to confirm I had the title right.

Of course, the Mohawk Valley is far from lame.  Right now I am contemplating what I ought to do today, and there are several choices.  I’m sure the sensible choice is to stay home, clean my house, mow my lawn, and otherwise behave.  BUT…

There is the Mohawk Valley Garlic and Herb Festival in Little Falls!  I have not been to this fun event in years, but a whole posse of my family used to go.

Mmmm…. garlic!

The Garlic Festival is at Canal Place, but on Main Street in Little Falls, Chickweed Boutique is hosting a pop-up called Chickweed and Company. I love Chickweed Boutique!

The bumble bee is the emblem of the store.

Other than special events, there are shops, breweries, restaurants, libraries, places to walk, places to sit… Is staying home and cleaning really the right thing to do?  Or would it be… lame.

 

I Thunked and I Blogged, But Not on Thursday

OK, I fell off the daily blogger wagon yesterday, then I failed to post first thing this morning.  However, it is still a.m. according to my clock and I could perhaps manage some semblance of a blog post.  I’ve been running a few times this week, the longest run being this morning:  44 minutes and three miles!  Mind you, they were not fast miles, and the first portion of my run was quite thunky.  That was true of Tuesday’s and Wednesday’s runs as well.  However, somewhere around the 20-minute mark, I felt great!  I love running!  I can run for MILES!  Yay!

Of course these things never least, but we must treasure them when they occur.

That doesn’t look like a hill at all!

I did not run too many nor too steep hills, but I could swear the one pictured is steeper than it looks when you’re actually on it.  Well, I will run a really intimidating hill one day soon.  As I said, it wasn’t a bad run once I got into it.  I start all these runs assuring myself that I can make it a short run as long as I get out there.  Once I get going I usually talk myself into more.

After the hill pictured, I ran into the residential area behind Valley Health.  Alas, I did not see any dogs to pet.  On previous runs this week I have petted a few.  Always a good reason to stop briefly.  As I passed various sewers, I looked for Tim Curry in a clown suit.  Most of the sewers did not look big enough, but one never knows.  Yes, I know, other actors have portrayed the clown from Stephen King’s It, but I LOVE Tim Curry.

As always, I was glad that I ran.  If I get nothing else done today, I did that.  Oh dear, I hope I get something else done today.

 

A Letter at Lovely Little Falls Library

I have been meaning for a long time to start going to local libraries to write in a congenial atmosphere.  Additionally I have been meaning to go to Little Falls Public Library because midyork.org told me a particular book I wanted was there.  I finally got there today.  I did not find the book, but I found three others I would like to read.  I took them to a lovely space where I could sit and write.

I should have gotten a shot of the ceiling.

I wrote a post card to an aunt and finished a letter to a friend.  I want to write things such as novels, plays and murder mysteries, but one must write what one can.  While I wrote, I kept pausing to look at the ceiling, furnishings, and woodwork surrounding me.  Part of the library is an historic home.  I forget who lived there, but I think I knew at one time.

What a staircase for an entrance!

No admittance upstairs, which is too bad, because I would have loved to go up those stairs.  My staircase at home is so boring!

I especially like the mirror with the marble seat.

I did not get an outside shot of the library, because I would have had to cross the street to get a good one, and I wanted to be on my way.  No matter.  I will go to the library again.  I mean to make going to the library a thing, like when I lived in Rome and went to Jervis Public Library all the time.  Only now I have several local libraries I can go to.  Maybe I’ll get some of those novels, plays, and murder mysteries written after all!

Little Falls Public Library is located at 10 Waverly Place, Little Falls, NY, phone number 315-823-1542.

 

Breakfast? Yes, Please!

I was delighted to discover a new place for breakfast and lunch:  the Home Town Diner in Mohawk, NY.  The building has housed diners before but has been empty some years now.  When I saw a sign saying they were opening Sept. 2, I knew I would be there soon.  This morning I was very happy to do so.

For one reason, I was starving!  Yes, yes, that is an exaggeration (which you have told me a million times not to do) (you know who you are).  I had been driving around Ilion, hoping to get a picture to go with the article I was emailing to the Sentinel about last night’s Village Board of Trustees Meeting.  I was not meeting with success.  I was going to go home and cook myself a sad little egg when I drove by the Home Town Diner.  That would be much better!

The small pictures are old postcards, which you know I love!

I ordered an egg sandwich with bacon egg and cheese on an English muffin.  Regular readers now how much I love egg sandwiches!  I also had coffee and a glass of water.  I had been drinking tea at my house earlier, in deference to my aging stomach.  I love tea, but ooh, that coffee tasted good.  The water tasted good too.  When I noticed they charged me for it, I asked if it was bottled.  The waitress told me it was spring water.  I certainly enjoyed it.  I enjoyed the sandwich too.

The diner is a family business, and a new endeavor for the family. They also run the car business next door. When they purchased the building, it had been gutted.  Now everything is new and beautiful.  I looked forward to going there again.  After all, I still have to report on lunch!

I’ll have to get a better shot with fewer reflections.

The Home Town Diner is located at 150 West Main St., Mohawk, NY, phone number 315-927-4149.  They are currently open seven days, 6 a.m. to 2 p.m., with breakfast till 11 a.m.  You can find them on Facebook.