Sunday Reflections
After breakfast, errands and grocery shopping, and before Val and I join Val's mother, Janice, Val's sister, Tricia, and her husband, Brad, and son, Jack, for Mother's Day festivities (we spent time with my mother, Sheila, sister Heather, her husband Mike and their two kids, Kristina and Tom, yesterday afternoon and evening), I took Walker Evans for a long stroll through Squaw Island Park, one of our favorite weekend destinations, while Val rested.
It was a gorgeous time of the day to take Walker Evans to the park, with clear skies and a couple of small, high clouds, the breeze off the river not too strong and temperature nice but not too hot. The U.S. Border Patrol officers who patrol near the train bridge for attempted illegal alien entrances from Canada were at their post and we exchanged waves as usual, and there were a decent number of people fishing, joggers, bicycle riders and dogs with their families.
This all gave me time to not only enjoy the weather and allow Walker Evans to get some of his spring cabin fever out, but to think about a bunch of stuff.
First, while they are down two games to zero to the Ottawa Senators and traveling to Ottawa for the next two games, I am not giving up on the Buffalo Sabres in their NHL Stanley Cup Playoff Eastern Conference Championship series. The team is way too good to be swept in a series, regardless of how good Ottawa is, and the Senators are really good and showing it. The Sabres are and can be just as good, if not better, and it is now time for the team and players to prove that. Obviously, the power play has to improve for the Sabres to stand a chance, and maybe one or two lineup changes are needed, but even with no changes, Buffalo can, and unless the Sabres in fact do improve, their season will be over soon.
Second, there is a major difference between enjoyable and harmful unofficial public art. On the block of Norwood Avenue between Bryant and Summer streets, a young girl, in large detailed letters and artwork, has written and drawn in chalk "Buffalo Sabres: One Team, One Goal," with a cool drawing of the Stanley Cup. Very nice. Along part of the walkway/bicycle trail in Squaw Island Park, about halfway between the railway bridge and the Peace Bridge, some enterprising douche bag spray painted on the black pavement, "Fuck the Buffalo Cops." Here's hoping for an official, legal, personal response from the Buffalo Police Department to this idiot.
Third, is there anything much better than watching a mother/your mother enjoy herself, surrounded by her family, on Mother's Day? Yes, it is bittersweet, with my brother Brian and father Ed having died, but especially with grandchildren present, my mother Sheila was a sight to behold.
Fourth, the first project in the Hosey Dunne Estates World Tour of Renovations 2007 will occur tomorrow, the installation of a new back door and window. The window is an original fixture and Val and I think the door is as well, so we will be replacing two items that are more than 100 years old. Tune in here tomorrow when I detail the fun; we'll see if hilarity ensues.
It was a gorgeous time of the day to take Walker Evans to the park, with clear skies and a couple of small, high clouds, the breeze off the river not too strong and temperature nice but not too hot. The U.S. Border Patrol officers who patrol near the train bridge for attempted illegal alien entrances from Canada were at their post and we exchanged waves as usual, and there were a decent number of people fishing, joggers, bicycle riders and dogs with their families.
This all gave me time to not only enjoy the weather and allow Walker Evans to get some of his spring cabin fever out, but to think about a bunch of stuff.
First, while they are down two games to zero to the Ottawa Senators and traveling to Ottawa for the next two games, I am not giving up on the Buffalo Sabres in their NHL Stanley Cup Playoff Eastern Conference Championship series. The team is way too good to be swept in a series, regardless of how good Ottawa is, and the Senators are really good and showing it. The Sabres are and can be just as good, if not better, and it is now time for the team and players to prove that. Obviously, the power play has to improve for the Sabres to stand a chance, and maybe one or two lineup changes are needed, but even with no changes, Buffalo can, and unless the Sabres in fact do improve, their season will be over soon.
Second, there is a major difference between enjoyable and harmful unofficial public art. On the block of Norwood Avenue between Bryant and Summer streets, a young girl, in large detailed letters and artwork, has written and drawn in chalk "Buffalo Sabres: One Team, One Goal," with a cool drawing of the Stanley Cup. Very nice. Along part of the walkway/bicycle trail in Squaw Island Park, about halfway between the railway bridge and the Peace Bridge, some enterprising douche bag spray painted on the black pavement, "Fuck the Buffalo Cops." Here's hoping for an official, legal, personal response from the Buffalo Police Department to this idiot.
Third, is there anything much better than watching a mother/your mother enjoy herself, surrounded by her family, on Mother's Day? Yes, it is bittersweet, with my brother Brian and father Ed having died, but especially with grandchildren present, my mother Sheila was a sight to behold.
Fourth, the first project in the Hosey Dunne Estates World Tour of Renovations 2007 will occur tomorrow, the installation of a new back door and window. The window is an original fixture and Val and I think the door is as well, so we will be replacing two items that are more than 100 years old. Tune in here tomorrow when I detail the fun; we'll see if hilarity ensues.
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