6th Street Canal with Denise. Right off Floral Ave.
I went to live in Ithaca, New York for a few months.
I had my official reason for being there, but enough about that!
My sweetest memories are the adventures I had in the wild blue yonder; on my own, and with dear friends. I made so many new bff’s! I reunited with so many comrades. When things got hard, getting on my bike or into the water, was the tonic every time.
Make Way for Ducklings! And turtles, and goslings, and herons, and osprey, and every kind of baby was hatching. The town is built on top of waterways; they are underneath nearly every road and highway — but hardly anyone traverses them Two of my oldest friends I went to high school with in LA — Kim and Karen— just happened to drop by, driving cross-country. There is nothing like sharing things with people who knew you “when.” Twilight was so beautiful at Grayhaven. I would have talks with these little ponies. It rains all the time. All the time. I would check the weather multiple times a day, and be ready for puddle jumping at any moment. Quite a difference for Drought Girl. This where you go hide out from the hot sun when you need to take a sip and cool off They don’t call themselves the Polar Bears but this band deserves it. I “watched” them when it was still in the low 50s, and finally joined in when it went from 54 to 72 in one week! Banjo ukulele and Gwen Marston quilt! Ithaca has some sick burns, to be sure Laurie and I planning our new pawdcast in the car. This one’s like an onion. I’m going to let you keep contemplating it, layer after layer. Everyone is so pumped on their yard, their gardens. There is lawnmower culture. Every kind of mower. Every kind of flower. They are so excited when the snow stops. It went from snowing to 80s’ heat wave in a couple days. Then back again. I could not have had all my adventures if J and C hadn’t lent me their e-bike. I had such a great time with it.E-bike culture hasn’t caught on there like it has in the West. You might say, well, it’s because of Winter, but no . . . Not too far away in Montreal, people ride their bikes through the most horrendous winters. Anyway, I hopefully made a few converts. People loved seeing the amazing places I could jump into. Photos: © Susie Bright