I live on Long Island where the beaches are beautiful. My town's beaches are north on the Sound and uncrowded, quaint and picturesque. You look across harbors and bays to other villages and can watch sailboats and pleasure boats coming and going. To the south, the beaches are on the Atlantic Ocean and pretty typical … Continue reading To the Beach
I want a house with a bridge. A bridge I’d have to drive over every time I came and went. I want a house with a bridge where the water flows swiftly under it during summer thunderstorms and the spring snowmelt. A bridge with an uneven surface that makes the ride bumpy. I want … Continue reading I Want a House with a Bridge
I went across the Whitestone and Throgs Neck Bridges 4 times last month. As a passenger, of course. No jitters. No butterflies, moths or flutters in my chest. It was easy on my insides. It's always been a bit easier on me crossing from the Bronx into Long Island since I can’t see the … Continue reading Becoming Desensitized?
My thoughts are with the family and friends of those killed or injured in the attack in London Bridge attacks and the people of London. Peace to you all.
Over Memorial Day Weekend, I took the Cross Sound Ferry from Orient Point, NY (the very end of the North Fork of Long Island) to New London, CT. On the trip back to Long Island as I stood on the deck waiting to leave, I contemplated the bridge that filled my view. Yes, I contemplated … Continue reading The Gold Star Memorial Bridge
Hurray! This is my 50th blog post! Thank you for reading! This year I began blogging because I wanted to make writing a consistent habit (I've wanted to be a writer since I was about 5 years old and the time is now). I decided to write about my fear of bridges. It's a narrow … Continue reading My 50th Post! 3 Things I’ve Learned About Blogging