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Sunday Stroll, Post-Pedestrian Post

I took a walk with my phone on Sunday, thinking to make a Pedestrian Post. I don’t see any reason not to makes the post now (for the record, it is early Wednesday morning and I failed to make my Tired Tuesday post) (me and my obsession with accuracy).  Sunday was perhaps the last beautiful unseasonably warm day, and I decided to take advantage of it, waiting till the sun was up to take my stroll.

I suppose it would be a stay-cation if I stayed here, but I would like to.

On a walk some time ago, I wanted to get a picture of the Grand Colonial Bed and Breakfast, to give them a shout-out, but could not get a good shot from across the street.  Sunday, I was on the right side of the road.  I have been inside there (when I wrote about them for Mohawk Valley Living magazine).  It is beautiful!  And I’ve seen the breakfast menu: Wow!

Another view.

Continuing down German Street, I turned left onto Main.  I wanted to walk up the hill, where it is only open to local and pedestrian traffic.  I like the exertion of walking up a hill, although I admit I can get too much of a good thing.

As usual, the picture does not seem as steep as it seems to me when I am walking or running up it.

They recently paved it.  I wondered if that means they are going to do something about the area on top of the hill, where the road is partially collapsed.

This section has been collapsed for some time now.

I see they added a branch to the barricade.  As usual, I interpreted it to mean it was closed to vehicular traffic, not middle-aged pedestrian ladies (other pedestrians, too, of course, but I was the only one there at the time).

Pretty!

As I continued my walk, I took care to appreciate the color that yet remains on our trees.  This time of year, I feel I must just look and look, because it lasts such a short time.

I don’t know why this caught my eye.

Bare trees and dead trees have a fascination for me, too.  I will probably share a lot of pictures of bare branches against the sky in future Pedestrian Posts.  To me, it never gets old.

I maybe should have gotten to this tree earlier in the season.

I have been admiring this particular tree for a while.  So big!  So bright!

I enjoyed my walk very much, and I see I have gotten a 400 word blog post out of it.  That’s long for Mohawk Valley Girl!  I hope my readers have enjoyed it.

 

A Couple of Pictures, Not Much of a Post

Once again I have left it till too late in the evening to make a proper blog post.  Oh, wait, it is Tired Tuesday!   I am inadvertently appropriate.  What is my excuse the rest of the time, you may ask. I will explain: shut up (with thanks to S. J. Perelman) (look him up) (or just wonder).

Where was I?  Ah yes, tired Tuesday.  My original plan was to go running and make a Running Commentary Post, using for illustration two pictures I took on Sunday’s cool down walk.  I felt too tired to run (what a surprise) but managed a walk, thinking to make a Pedestrian Post .  I took pictures on the walk and had some interesting narration in my head.  But it is too long, which may be surprising for a 20 minute walk but not when you remember how much I like to talk.

I don’t know that I really captured the light.

I cut to the chase with the first picture from Sunday.  I was struck by how the sun seemed to zero in on that one patch of color.

More than just a patch!

Walking up a dead end street, I found some more color.  I spend a lot of time during the fall just staring at the trees knowing the beauty will not last.

I see professional and amateur photographers sharing their work on Facebook, and, yes, it is much better than mine.  But I make bold to share my little contribution and hope you are all enjoying the season.

 

Flowers for a Blog Post?

As Saturday grinds on (not as grindingly as work days do, obviously), I wonder if I  have the wherewithal to make a Scattered Saturday or even a Slacker Saturday Post.  We shall see.

One anecdote I thought to include occurred to me on this morning’s run.  Full disclosure: it was neither as long nor as strenuous a run as I have done recently.  One does what one can, which is often less than others may deem one is capable of, but that is not what I meant to write about this evening.

As I ran along German Street in Herkimer, NY this morning, I stopped ever so briefly to pick up a bright yellow marigold blossom with mere inches of stem attached.   One sometimes encounters broken-off flowers of this sort.  I like to pick them  up when I can.

It reminded me of a time when I picked up a lily blossom.  I thought as I ran on that if things got to be too much for me, I could lie down with the lily resting on my chest, making a tableau.  I was not forced to resort to such measures but found a dime to pick up as I ran on.  When I got home, I handed the flower and the coin to my husband, Steven, saying, “Could you trim the stem of this lily and put it in some water?   Here’s a dime for your troubles.”

I confess to being highly amused with myself.  Today I handed the marigold to Steven with a similar request but had no tip for him.  Sometimes he is a rather ill-used husband.

And that is my Saturday blog post for this week.  It may not be such a much, but at least I did it on Saturday.  And no, I do not expect flowers for such a feat!

 

I Did Not Wuss Out Of My Run

I knew it would be a good idea to run today.  I had neither run nor walked for two days.  Accordingly,  I spent part of my day at work telling myself I would run.  I pictured myself putting on running clothes and getting out there.  I planned how I would put in a load of laundry while I ran (pretty much the extent of my ability to multi-task).  I told myself it would make a good blog post.  What I specifically tried NOT to do was tell myself that I needed to run, or that I ought to run, or should run.  Thus I use these little semantic tricks to back into doing what is good for me.

Some readers are now waiting for me to explain how I succeeded in talking myself out of running (you know who you are).  My back hurt, I could run tomorrow, there was no 5K looming to get myself into shape for, etc.  Well, I did not succeed in that but rather went for a run and am now hoping to get some semblance of a blog post out of it.

It was a beautiful fall day, sunny and warm, but not too warm.  I got my laundry in.  I set out.  Where to run?  Which direction to take?  I decided to take German Street to Main and go by my beloved Herkimer Historic Four Corners.  For one reason, I could probably find a picture of that to illustrate my post.

Found one!

Ah, here is the 1834 Jail.  I love that place!  I ran by it and on down to Basloe Library (yes, autocorrect,  it is BASLOE Library, not the Be slow Library; what the hell kind of library is the Be slow Library, for heavens sake?) (and I did mean hell not he’ll!).  The library’s sign was missing (Basloe or Be slow).  I wondered what that was all about.

My body was not best pleased to be running, but I managed to keep it up for 20 minutes.  I saw some fun Halloween decorations along the way and petted a sweet puppy on my cool down walk.  I managed to get my load of laundry into the drier (and the non-drier items hung up elsewhere), but unfortunately that was the extent of my ambition.  The laundry is still in the drier, and this will have to do for my blog post.  I think it is OK for a Wuss-out Wednesday.

 

Is It Still Thursday?

What is it with me and late blog posts?  I guess I am just too tired and lazy.  Oh dear, that doesn’t make me sound very good.  Then again, I am kind of a stinker.  Never mind, let me see if I can manage a Throwback Thursday Post.

Oh, yeah, I used to do 5Ks.

Since it is the last day of September, I looked at September 2017 in my Media Library and saw this.  I only did this 5K once, although I know they did it other years as well.  I did not notice if they did one this year.  I am not exactly in 5K shape these days, although I am running a few days every week.  Some people run these races with no training at all.  I believe I could run 5Ks or more at almost any time, from sheer stubbornness.  I would just start and not stop till the end.  I prefer to train, at least somewhat.

I am not really an afternoon or an evening person either, and certainly not a night owl.

This delightful fellow was also first shared in September 2017.  It is high time I got my Halloween decorations out for the year.  Perhaps this weekend.

Speaking of Halloween decorations…

I had to go to 2019 to find a picture of my Halloween decorations.  Full disclosure:  the witch is on my porch as I type (I was about to put “as we speak” but felt that was not strictly accurate).  I dressed her as an angel at Christmas time.

Ooh, look, I am over 250 words.  Score!  I would say I will try for a better blog post later, but it is Lame Post Friday after all.

 

Sad Shout-Out, Sweet Shop

Well, this is sad.  I was about to give a long overdue shout-out to A Little Touch of Country, a lovely gift shop in Herkimer, NY.  Accordingly, I logged onto Facebook and went to their page for phone number, hours, etc.  And I saw a post saying the store will be closed for the rest of the week due to a loved one losing his battle with cancer.  Very sad!

However, the shop will re-open next week with new hours, so I will share the pictures I took the last time I was there and post about them again next week when I learn the new hours.

Pig, sheep, and Betty White, what’s not to like?

A Little Touch of Country has been in business a little over a year.  I know this, because the last time I was there was when I saw on Facebook they were celebrating an anniversary.  I stopped in and took these pictures. I also purchased a present for a friend who needed a little pick-me-up. I admit with some shame that this was probably a couple of months ago.  Well, regular readers know I have been a bad blogger lately. I am trying to do better, hence this post about a local business.

Yes, thankful and blessed is how I ought to feel.

I first discovered the shop even longer ago, when I was in a rare run on that side of town.  I usually stay on the north side of State Street, also known as Route 5, not from any feeling that it is the “right” side of town but because it is a large, busy street, not easy to cross.  In this case, I was glad I did and soon made my way back to shop.

Dolly knows it’s a good place to shop.

I do not go to Touch of Country very often, only because I do not shop for this sort of thing very much.  Quite frankly, I have too much stuff in my house and need rather to get rid of things.  On the other hand, perhaps I will get rid of some stuff so I can go back to A Little Touch of Country and purchase more!

A Little Touch of Country is located on South Washington Street in Herkimer, NY.  Oddly, their Facebook page does not mention a number, but you can’t miss it.  Their phone number is 315-219-5650.  I’ll share their new hours as soon as I know them!

 

Slacker Saturday with Some Cinema

This is going to be a Slacker Saturday Post, but at least I will be making it on Saturday.  I hope.  It has not been a very good day for me, although it has had its moments.  Never mind the bad stuff; that is not my story to tell anyways.  Oh dear, did I just make a mysterious, cryptic statement?  Nah, that is just flattering myself, to feel I would be mysterious and cryptic.  Let me get on with the post.

The most productive thing I did today was to go for a run, which I believe I alluded to in this morning’s late Lame Post Friday post.  I later went for a walk, mailing my weekly post cards and stopping by Basloe Library to check out a couple books.

One of my favorite places.

Wow, that took a long time to find that picture in my Media Library.  It took a shorter time to find two books!

Well, that didn’t turn out very big.

Back home, my husband, Steven, and I decided to watch movies on out DVR.  For one reason, we have a lot of them.  We can get that frisson of virtue from cleaning out our DVR.  We started out with Phantom Lady, a stylish noir.  I found the pre-  and post-movie commentary as interesting as the movie.

I did not realize it was 1981 till I looked for this image on Facebook.

Next we watched The Howling.  This is not from my preferred era of horror movies, but I found it surprisingly entertaining.  Steven missed part of it by falling asleep on the love seat, but these things happen.

We started watching another movie but did not get very far with it.  However, I see I am over 250 words, so I say, Score!  I hope you are all having a lovely Saturday.

 

Oh Yeah, My Friday Post

Yes, once again I am late as well as lame.  I was tired, what a surprise.  I made it through the day at work despite a headache (migraine? sinus? tension? I can’t say my headaches lack variety).  In fact the headache was pretty much gone by the end of the day, so I had that going for me.

Back home I couldn’t muster the oomph to cook, but did manage to watch television and knit.  I need to find a place to donate a bunch of scarves and afghans. Then I need to learn how to knit and crochet things other than scarves and afghans.

Sven brightens any day for me!

One of the things I watched on TV was a DVR’d episode of Svengoolie.  He was screening Frogs, a truly cheesy flick from 1972.  I had seen it before but did not remember a lot of it.  I hope I remember not to watch it again.

An impressive structure.

I wanted to throw in another picture and found this one of Herkimer County Courthouse.  I ran by it on this morning’s run (my excuse for being even later with Friday’s post).  Regular readers know how much I love Herkimer’s Historic Four Corners.

Another of the Four Corners.

I suppose I could do a Saturday Running Commentary Post, but not right now.  I can only hope I will manage to make my Saturday blog post on Saturday.  We shall see.

 

Wussed Out and Not Very Way Back

Yikes, look at the time!  As usual, I wussed out on Wednesday and did not make my blog post till now, early Thursday morning.  But not as early as I usually make my blog posts.  Never mind why; explanations are tiresome.  I feel I must confess, moreover, that I do not have my usual excuse for not posting yesterday.  We did not indulge in our usual treat of music and food at Fratello’s in Frankfort, NY.  I was just tired.

One reason I was tired was that I went on a run.  I ran faster than I usually do, especially on a week day.  This, of course, is not nearly as fast as others run, but one does what one can.  Still, since I had just about talked myself out of running at all, I thought I done good.  Unfortunately, it was not a particularly memorable run, making a Running Commentary Post ineligible.

How about a Way-Back Wednesday post instead?  I wonder if I can find something old in my computer downloads, just as something different from my Media Library.

Aren’t they cute?

Here is an oldish picture of our dear friends, Phyllis and Jim, dressed for Halloween.   We lost Phyllis in 2021, and I miss her dearly.   I treasure my memories.

Another great memory.

Here are Phyllis and Jim plus Steve, at Salvatore’s Pizzeria in Herkimer, NY.  Three of my favorite people at one of my favorite places!

So I guess it is not a very far back Wednesday.  A Little Ways Back Wednesday?  However, it does me good to remember my lovely friend Phyllis.  We’ll have to get together with Jim again soon (preview of coming attractions).

In the meantime, I have gotten myself up to nearly 300 words.  Score! If I also have time to eat breakfast, it will not be a bad Thursday morning for me.

 

Early Run, Late Blog Post

If I make my Saturday post late (which I am in the process of doing), I am at least doing better than I did last week, when I missed Saturday and Sunday entirely.  Why do I feel the need to emphasize my failures?  Why don’t I just drive on and hope nobody notices?  There is a very good chance nobody will, and an even better chance that nobody cares.  So what’s my problem? Never mind, let us get on with the post.

My Lame Post Friday post ended up being about my Saturday morning run, so I will feel free to talk about my Sunday morning run now.  For one reason, I took a couple of pictures on my cool-down walk.  That should pep things up.

First, however, I will share something I did not mention from yesterday’s run. I had just returned to the suburbs (I call them the suburbs) from the church parking lot where I got a good look at the moon.  It was a dark patch, because of the full trees and lack of street lights (they are kind of spaced out).  Did I see a flash of light?  Then another?

“Good morning,” said a voice, and I saw it was a guy running.

“Hello,” I said.  “I wondered what that flashing light was!”  He laughed.  I have a red flashing light I attach to my road guard vest, but I rarely turn it on.  It does a continuous light or flashing, so that is kind of fun.

This morning, I started my run earlier, so the moon was higher in the sky.  My husband Steve’s nephew, when he was a little boy, used to call it the Moon-a-Moolah, so that is how I think of it.  However, I thought I would not see the Moon-a-Moolah this morning due to cloud cover.  As I ran down German Street, I thought I could see where it was behind some clouds.  Would they clear enough to give me  glimpse?  I did not get my hopes up.

Fortunately for me, I was wrong about that.  As I continued my run, the cloud moved, and I could glory in a full view of the moon.  Yay!  I purposely turned down a road so I was running straight towards it.  Eventually I had to turn, and the moon was to my left.  I turned my head, taking care to also watch where I was going.  I was less successful with that, although I suppose I could also blame the darkness.  At one point, I missed seeing where the road dipped down till my foot thunked lower than I expected it to.  Ouch!  It wasn’t so bad, though, so no harm, no foul.

I kept the Moon-a-Moolah in sight as long as I could but eventually had to head back home.  The clouds were starting the cover the moon again anyways.  I ran for as long as I did yesterday but not for as far.  I set a slower pace.  As I walked my cool-down walk, I told myself that there was no law I had to walk all the way around the block or for a full ten minutes.  However, I did admire the moon again and took the opportunity to take a picture with my phone.

A little hazy but nice.

The moon was not clear even to my eyes, so I did not worry that my phone doesn’t always take the best pictures.  I tried for a close-up, then took one that showed more of the neighborhood.

The sun was starting to take over for the moon.

I enjoy starting my runs in the dark and finishing them in the light.  I also enjoy writing blog posts about them.