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... skiing area, gave us a snapshot view of the critters that are found in the area, such as a Groundhog, Coyote, deer, owls, turkeys and badgers. The Oswego river runs through the town into the Great Lake. There are canal systems though out the New York State, where barges float across the state. We walked along the edge of the river, and witnessed the ferocity of the icy water. The Sayer family are lucky to have a matriarch ...
"In a sense, each of us is an island. In another sense, however, we are all one. For though islands appear separate, and may even be situated at great distances from one another, they are only extrusions of same planet, Earth."
-J. Donald Walters
Breakfast at Tony Roma's again and then we had to get an early start due to facing a no-telling-how-long ...
... cold front passing through tonight and the temperatures will drop. Last night we enjoyed sitting outside by the fire roasting marshmallows and saving the world (our almost intelligent conversation). It was really interesting visiting the boat museum as one of the boats resembled the old Panderel. Dad you can see more about the boat museum that we visited in Clayton, NY at ...
... piping hot, home cooked food. Maura had fish n' chips and I had lasagna with tossed salad and garlic bread at a bargain price. Delicious. Good Luck with the business, Annie!
Maura and I were too stuffed to eat the pie or cookies when we got back to the room. We played Rummy and fell asleep to the sound of rain softly pinging on the tin ...
"So that's New England out of the way", said Mrs Henry, writing in her official travel diary (gold-embossed with the logo of the Mr Henry Institute), or rather, I thought, not writing, but making a movement I associated with the notching of a tick.
Boston, Cape Cod (where we profitably visited a thrift shop, although a bit too macabre for my taste: just racks and racks with dead husbands’ shirts), Plymouth, a squillion cute little towns (is there a New ...