Category Archives: LI

The Bucolic Fire Island Light

Fire Island Lighthouse 7/12/18When a friend suggested a midweek drive to the Fire Island Lighthouse, I gleefully jumped at the opportunity.

Fire Island Lighthouse 7/12/18 DEER ON SANDFire Island is a barrier island off the south shore of Long Island. The south shore of Fire Island faces the Atlantic Ocean, hence,  the 19th century lighthouse. Continue reading The Bucolic Fire Island Light

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My Watery Muse

I need water.

Oyster Bay Fest, October 2014, rowboat in foregroundNot the glass of drinking water that’s an arm’s length away. I need to wake up each day near the kind of water that undulates, has personality. For almost a decade I lived on Long Island’s south shore, not on the water but near enough to smell it from my house. A quick drive or bike ride took me to the canals. (I no longer remember what bay the canals fed from.) One exit on the highway led to the ocean beach. The energy there relaxed me and made me happy.

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Summer as High and Low Season

What a linguistically weird time this is: Students are almost done with the school year and most will be off for the summer. Adults who get vacation time take the chance to relax a little. That would make it the time-off-season. But it’s also a peak travel time. What should be off-season is, in fact, high season.

lock on the fenceIt’s the time of end-term traditions. Among the multitude of activities common in various localities is the gym lock affixed to random fences. Continue reading Summer as High and Low Season

Art Happens

Art amazes me, mostly because I had no training in it or exposure to it when I was young. There was always music, and there were pretty photographs, but painting, sculpture and pottery remained mysterious.

Even now, to some extent.

Huntington 5-31I was mesmerized watching a watercolor demonstration at a recent Art in The Park event. There was beauty in the artist’s instruction and offhand banter, especially with his students as they visited. It was hot outside, even under the tent. We bought water and returned to watch more magic. My cultured friend learned technique while I just gaped.

Huntington 5-31I never saw the finished product; it will be a nice outdoor scene. Ironically, that’s not a painting I’d buy and display but it was fun watching how it happens.

Huntington 5-31Irony: All these vivid colors in mostly white paint tubes. Weird.

 

Mind-Traveling From Snow To Summer

The marina in Freeport, NYReminiscing about the 2013 heat wave, when my daughter and I cooled off in the deep, cool water of a marina we probably were not supposed to be. We didn’t have to jump in, just dangled our feet off the pier.

The Northeast United States just had a blizzard which, thankfully, was just a bad snowstorm where I live. But we are contending with piles of icy grey snow. New York City plows the center of most streets but the sides, where we park our cars, are not cleared. Today my  little car got stuck on a thick patch of ice, with snow packed underneath. No amount of salting and shoveling would make it budge. (I actually laid down in the snow to clear under the car.) Then two guys appeared and helped me chip away the worst of the ice to allow me to continue the park. As soon as I was safe one of them drove past; he never complained that I was blocking him!

All in all, not a bad way to end an afternoon. I’d still rather be someplace warm.

 

Summer’s Really Over

Today I wore the puffy jacket.

I froze through an otherwise delightful tour of some Long Island wineries yesterday. It seems that everybody else was comfortable in pretty sweaters and sweatshirts, but I, in a winter sweater, vest and leather jacket, could not stay warm.

Wine at the Winery

But the wines, the company and the music were great fun.

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