One of Three in a Series on Saratoga Springs, New York
Full Fathom Five…
“Nothing of him that doth fade,
But doth suffer a Sea-change
Into something rich & strange.”
-Shakespeare, The Tempest
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One of Three in a Series on Saratoga Springs, New York Full Fathom Five… “Nothing of him that doth fade, -Shakespeare, The Tempest At the Woodchuck Hill wetland with Rufus and Ringo. My birthday is in a few weeks, and there’s just one thing on my list: The Bounty Hunter TRACKER IV. Some girls want jewelry, I want a metal detector to find it. Well, I really hope my Bounty Hunter turns up a Revolutionary War coat button, [...] The I.M. Pei-designed Everson Museum of Art. Remember that kid in Jerry Macguire who liked sharing obscure facts – like that the human head weighs 8 pounds? I’m that kid, grown up. On the trail of life, I like gathering little crumbs of knowledge. And one of my favorite pastimes is giving native Syracusans [...] Four miles on the Erie Canal. Mom, I know you’re nervous with the words “night” and “park” in the same sentence. And everyone else, you may question the appeal of a wintertime stroll in the dark. But not only is it safe, night walking the Erie Canal eases the transition from work time into [...] |
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