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Once Again, I Indulge in Lame Post Friday

Here is something different:  I am making my Lame Post Friday post on Friday.  At least, I hope so.  I am feeling fairly wordless and brainless, even for a Lame Post Friday.  I guess some would argue that I am almost always brainless (you know who you are), but am I ever wordless? I think not.

I take a deep breath to try.

Can I manage a howl this Friday?  Better not.  It might scare the neighbors.

I did a couple of Friday-ish things earlier.  I went to a wine tasting at Valley Wine and Liquor in Herkimer, NY, and to Salvatore’s Pizzeria and Restaurant, also in Herkimer, for dinner.  I hope to write blog posts about those in the near future.  So I guess I can consider this post a Preview of Coming Attractions.

I’ll have a fabulous glass of wine, please.

Since I am indulging in a glass of wine, which many find appropriate on a Friday,  I searched my Media Library for a picture of same.  This is the glass presented to me by the cast of Leading Ladies,  the play I directed at Ilion Little Theatre.  All those corks do not represent tonight’s indulgence, by the way.

I see I am over 200 words without having said very much.  On the brighter side, I feel I have refrained from whining.  Oh dear, did that just ruin it?  Never mind, me, just have a little more wine.

 

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I Go a Different Way

Lately I have just a terrible time making decisions.  I think I spoke of this problem last Monday.  Today I sit here with my Tablet (pecking in one letter at a time with the stylus, of course), feeling quite paralyzed between two possibilities.  One choice, of course, is my usual Monstrous Monday.  The other is a Pedestrian Post about my walks to and from work today.

I work in Herkimer, NY now, where I live.  It is easy walking distance, but I normally drive for a few reasons, although one might argue that they are actually rationalizations (I know some of you were just taking a breath and opening your mouths to do so) (you know who you are).  That could be a whole other blog post.

Today, however, or rather last night, winter returned to the Mohawk Valley in the form of snow.  A lot of it.  I went out early, thinking to shovel out the end of my driveway at least.  The snow was not up to my bumper, after all.  Where was my shovel?  Oh yes, right where I left it, leaned against the porch stairs, covered with snow.  I was brushing snow off said steps with the outdoor push broom when I said, Oh, to hell with this, I’m walking to work!

I went back inside to get my things. My husband, Steven, expressed some dismay at my choice, but I felt it was safer.  After all, a woman my age could get a heart attack shoveling snow.  If I slipped on ice walking, I was more likely to get a mere bruise, not incur the costly car repair if I spun out while driving.  Additionally, I had not gone for my usual morning walk; I needed the exercise.

I did slip on the ice, as I reached the bottom of the stairs.  I almost landed on my butt.  Of greater concern, I spilled a little coffee.  Yes, I carried my usual thermal mug.  I sip a little in the morning and heat up the remainder in the afternoon.  Now I had a little less for both purposes and had gotten my glove wet!  Sometimes it is not easy being me.

As I walked, I greeted other pedestrians and people shoveling their driveways.  I told a couple of the shovelers that I was walking to avoid their chore.  I did not greet one person brushing off her car, because she seemed to be having a heated argument with someone on the porch.

“Where do you want me to put the snow?” she demanded, then offered a vulgar suggestion (I would just imagine not much snow would fit there) (also, it may not have melted, because I understand it is where the sun don’t shine).

I made it to work without mishap and only a couple of little slithers.  The worst of it was my feet got wet, because I was not sensible enough to put on boots.  My walk home was a little better, as the snow had stopped and the plows continued to do their work.  It was one way to get my exercise!

And I see it was one way to make a blog post.  Isn’t that funny?  I started to write a sentence or two about the Pedestrian Post I might have written (yes, I intended to make another post aboit not making a real blog post).  Then I went a different way.  Kind of like I went to work a different way this morning.  See what I did there?

 

Look at Me, Having a Scattered Saturday!

Look at me, making my Saturday blog post on Saturday.  And I think I can do a Scattered Saturday Post.  I have not done one of those in a long time.  For one reason, I have not done enough to scatter around at all on recent Saturdays.  Let us see how well I can do today.

I slept in a little this morning and made my Lame Post Friday post when I got up.  After coffee, I went running.  I thought of doing a Saturday Running Commentary Post, noting my caution about ice under the snow and speculating on my thoughts of running the Boilermaker 15K in Utica this summer.

After doing the dishes (judge me if you are so inclined), showering, and calling my mother, I wrote a very few post cards. Regular readers know I write some every week.  I only covered my regulars this Saturday.  I went to the post office, where I ascertained that my post cards needed first class stamps not post card stamps, and purchased some of each.

After the post office I went to Ilion, NY, to the new premises of Melfe’s Shoes.  Imagine my chagrin when I found out they no longer do repairs!  However, I was able to purchase a new pair of running shoes.  Boilermaker 15K, here I come!

They have upped their clothing game!

Returning home,  I attempted to do something useful, with no notable success, and found out my friend Kim, my usual partner for Mohawk Valley Adventures, had a debilitating headache.  After some debate, I decided to go out for some lunch on my own.  Well, why not?

I went to the Tin Cup Tavern in Little Falls (actually I would call it between Herkimer and Little Falls,  but nobody asked me).  I had a delightful time and a delicious sandwich.  I asked the bartender,  Jenna, if I could take her picture for my blog post.

She graciously agreed.

On the way home, I stopped at Valley Wine and Liquor for a bottle of Great Western Brut, a flute of  which I am sipping as I type this (actually peck this in one letter at a time with the stylus).  My husband, Steve, and I have watched a couple movies.

It has been an enjoyable Saturday so far.  And I am feeling inordinately pleased with myself that I made my Saturday blog post on Saturday.  I think this calls for another glass of Brut.

 

I Did Not Take the Pictures as I Ran

Yesterday (Saturday) when I went for my run, I purposefully ran by a few places I have pictures of in my Media Library, thinking I could include them in my Saturday Running Commentary Post.  Then I wrote the post late, in a hurry, and did not bother with pictures.  In my defense, I was anxious to get out for Sunday’s run before I talked myself out of it.

As I ran today (Sunday) (I guess you could have figured that much out), I also ran by a few places I have pictures of.  So I thought I might do a Sunday Running Commentary Post and use a few pictures.

A handsome building, and beautiful inside.

Both days I ran by the Grand Colonial Bed and Breakfast.  It is handily located on German Street.

I did not pause to read it today either.

The informational plaque on the walkway over what used to be a hydraulic canal appeared to be coated with ice.  I did not examine it closely.  Yes, I run slowly, but not that slow.

I did not step on the colored spots either, but I do not rule out doing so in the future.

I continued down the path, thinking I might also run by my beloved Herkimer Historic Four Corners.  Then I saw something that changed my mind: a Do Not Enter sign.  Regular readers know how I love to Enter where it says not to.

I suppose they mean vehicular traffic, not slow running middle aged females.

It was not a bad run, and I enjoyed a full ten minute cool down walk.  I am planning in my head which days to run on in the coming week.  I also hope to continue my daily walks.  Physical fitness,  here I come!

 

Public Pedestrian Post with Pics

I don’t go into work till noon on Thursdays, so I waited till the sun was up to take my walk.  I decided to take advantage of the light and bring my cell phone so I could make a Pedestrian Post with pictures.  Full disclosure:  I am not making the post on my phone as I walk but merely took the pictures.  I am now at my house, ten-finger typing on my dining-room-table-top (must get a new laptop one of these days).

The weather was cold and gloomy, with snow off and on.  It was off as I started but had stuck on the sidewalk, so I walked with caution and did not set as brisk a pace as I might have on bare pavement.  I admit I do not always set a particularly brisk pace no matter the walking surface, but today I felt I had an excuse.  I had a payment on a bill to put in the mail, so I was also walking with a purpose.  I headed towards the post office.

As I went through Meyer’s Park, I noticed they had taken the Christmas lights down from the gazebo.  Regular readers know I love to look at lights when I am walking, so I felt a little sad this morning.  Yes, yes, I know, it is January, Christmas is over, I should get on with my life.  I can still feel a little sad, can’t I?  Sheesh!  Anyways, I took a picture to share the gloomy scene.

I felt the dusting of snow added to the gloomy mood.

I soon made it to the post office and mailed the bill.  Then I crossed the street to take a picture of the post office.

A handsome building.

I continued towards Main Street, which I crossed and went by Municipal Hall. I felt I had a kind of a theme of public spaces going on here, so I took another picture.

This is where I use to go to register for the DARE 5K, when they used to have one.

Close by Municipal Hall is what used to be the Baptist Church but is now owned by the Business and Professional Association of Herkimer. Pre-Covid, there were big plans for the space.  I must reach out to the association and find out the current status of the building.

Another handsome building.

Having three pictures in my phone, I felt I had fulfilled my blogging obligation and concentrated on my walk.  I slid once on an icy patch, which was a little scary (I guess I am easily frightened), but I stayed upright and did not encounter any more ice.  Soon it began to snow like a Christmas card, so I thought I would try for a picture of that.

This is the path over what used to be a hydraulic canal.

I’m afraid I did not capture the snow.  It soon turned to a fine, not very visible snow, and I was soon finished with my walk.

My walk lasted 30 minutes, the longest since I started walking again after my bout of flu.  I felt pretty good about that.  I may try for a run on Saturday, but after my little slip on the ice, it will rather depend on the weather.

 

Elliott Ghoul, Can You Help Me Now?

I guess it was not a massively Monstrous Monday.  Yet I am making a Monstrous Monday Post, because I ain’t got much else.  Also, I want to read the book I just got out of Basloe Library in Herkimer, NY:  The Poisoner’s Handbook by Deborah Blum (and yes, autocorrect,  I meant “Poisoner’s” not “Prisoner’s”).

Is it just me, or does he look a little jolly?

Here is a shot I have always liked from The Screaming Skull.”  I believe I wrote a blog post about it, but I am too lazy to try to track it down to link back to it.

I should try to get a shot with his eyes bright red.

Here is a non-movie monster, our own Elliott Ghoul.  He says things like, “Follow me… to the graveyard!  Ah ha ha ha ha!”  I appreciate anybody who says, “Ah ha ha ha ha!”  It is what I say when I accomplish a task or find sonething I have been searching for.

Oh crap!  I just accidentally hit Publish!  I hope nobody reads this before I finish it and hit Update.

A closer but more blurry shot.

Elliott stays in our window all year long.  Last year, my husband, Steven turned him off so he stopped saying things.  I was delighted when he turned him back on in October.

I see I am over 200 words.  That is good news for me, because I want to hit Update.  And read that book!

 

 

Foggy Walk

Thursday I took my walk a little later than usual, because that is my late day at work.  The sun was up, but you could barely tell due to the fog.  I took my phone with me, thinking I would try a couple of pictures for a Pedestrian Post.  I emphasize “try,” because how good can a picture look when it is of what you can’t see?

I guess I could see pretty far after all.

I have always loved fog.  It is so mysterious.  There was an infamous episode when my husband, Steve, and I got lost driving in the fog over Higby Road (yes, autocorrect, “Higby” is a word; I did not mean Hit by).  That was PB (pre blog).

Mysterious trees.

I walked along German Street to Valley Health, to walk up that hill.  I took the above picture along the way.  I had hoped for a good shot at the top of the hill but had no luck.  Perhaps if I would have walked up College Hill I could have gotten the shot, but I had neither the time nor the physical wherewithal for such exertions.  Hey, I just started walking again, remember?

Running water always makes a nice picture.

I carefully held my phone in one of the gaps in the chain link fence on the little bridge.  It was a pleasant walk.  I am happy to be getting some exercise again.  And I am hoping people do not mind that I made my Thursday blog post on Friday morning.

 

Sunday Stroll into the New Year

I have not been running or walking since mid-December when I got sick with the flu.  I decided to take January 1st to re-start with a walk.  I took my phone with me, so I could make a Pedestrian Post with Pictures.

It was warm for January, upper 30s, lower 40s (my thermostat is not strictly accurate).  It had been raining.  I had not gone very far when I saw it was still sprinkling.  I could not worry about that; I was out, I was going to continue.  I turned down German Street towards Main.  I slipped a little on some ice on the sidewalk, but there were plenty of bare patches.  I tried to stick with those.

I’d like to stay there sometime.

I passed the Grand Colonial Bed and Breakfast and took a picture,  so I could plug a local business.  Traffic was quiet enough that I could easily cross German at Main Street.  I wanted to walk down the path over what used to be a hydraulic canal.

It’s good to run on, too, but that is for another day.

I also took pictures of the plaques with information on the history.  Full disclosure:  I have never read them but only taken a glance while passing.

I guess I could read it now.

Maybe I’ll read them both the next time I go for a walk.

I crossed German in the middle of the block to continue down the path.

The more fun section of the path.

After leaving the path, I headed toward my beloved Herkimer Historic Four Corners.

I tried to get all four corners as I approached.

I guess I cut off the top of the church.

I could use a wider angle lens.

I decided to try to make it a long walk, since I am getting back into things after a break.  I ended up walking up and down my driveway for about 40 seconds in order to make it a full 20 minutes.  I was quite pleased with my walk.  I hope to take another one tomorrow.

 

I Wine on a Monday

Regular readers know I love wine.  I appreciate it when the local liquor stores have tastings, because I can try before I buy.  This is one reason I often go to Valley Wine and Liquor in Herkimer, NY.  I was delighted when I heard they were doing 12 Days of Christmas Tasting.  Of course I do not intend to show up all 12 days (although it is tempting). In fact, I had already missed the first three days on Monday when I stopped in and was delighted to see a wine tasting in progress.

I had not consulted the flier I had picked up so did not expect a wine but a liquor tasting (Valley seems to do a lot of those lately, but perhaps it is just the days I happen to stop in).  This was OK with me, because I need to pick up a bottle of booze for a Secret Santa I am participating in.  I had not even brought in one of my little notebooks I use to record tasting notes.  However, I always have a little notebook in my purse.  Surprisingly, I did not have a pen, but the pourer, Felicia, had one I could borrow.

Felicia is one of my favorite pourers.  She is so friendly and knowledgeable about what she pours.  She often has good ideas about food pairings, a subject about which I know very little.

A tasting is so much better with a good pourer!

We started with Ruffino Prosecco.  I had been under the impression that all Proseccos are sweet, but Felicia told me they can go either way.  This one was middle of the road.  Felicia pointed out it was not so dry that one needed to mix it with juice or soda to sweeten it.  I said I liked the dry ones.  We moved on to the Ruffino Pinot Grigio, which was citrusy and very nice.  The Simi Chardonnay was oaky but not too buttery.  Felicia and I agree on disliking the buttery ones (although I know others love it).  Moving on to the reds, I sampled the Ruffino Chianti. It was very light.  The Simi Cabernet Sauvignon was also very nice.

I decided to get a big bottle of the Ruffino Pinot Grigio, because I was in the mood for a white.  I greatly enjoyed the interlude.  It was a nice ending to a Monday.  Looking ahead, I may return to Valley on Wednesday for Menage a Trois Wines.  After that… well, we shall see.

Valley Wine and Liquors is located at 326 S. Caroline St., Herkimer, NY, phone number 315-867-5800.

 

Morning Walk

Ooh, look at the time!  It is about ten minutes to seven on Friday morning.  That is not early morning for me, as regular readers may know.  Regular readers may also have observed that I missed posting Wednesday and Thursday. I am ten-finger typing on my dining-room-table-top, wishing I had a little more to say.  I took a walk this morning, so perhaps I could manage a Pedestrian Post.

It was colder than it has been recently but not as cold as it is likely to become, so I do not repine.  I did wear my biggest, warmest cape, a hat, and gloves.  I got myself a bottle of water, clicked my Garmin to “Walk,” and set out.  I was headed towards Herkimer’s Historic Four Corners, knowing I have nighttime pictures of them in my Media Library (see, even then I was hoping for a Pedestrian Post).  However, I was still a block away when I noticed the moon-a-moolah.  That is what my husband’s nephew used to call a full or almost-full moon.  It was beautiful!  I turned a corner, so I could look at it without walking backwards.

I stretch a point, to include a picture.

I could see the lights from Herkimer Reformed Church as I turned the corner so feel free to include a picture taken in December 2020.  Pictures do pep up a post!

I continued up to German Street, which I crossed, and made the rest of the walk a dead end walk.  That is, I walked up and down a few dead end streets, to look at Christmas lights on houses.  I really must take some walks in the evenings, when more folks have their lights on.

Another shot from 2020.

I did not see this light this morning, nor would I have if I had gone to Main Street.  Apparently the Village of Herkimer does not keep these lights on in the morning either.

On the brighter side (see what I did there?), I am over 300 words.  Regular readers know I call that respectable. Now I have to finish getting ready for work.