Alien visitors at a Catskills campsite
Our intrepid local geology columnists examine signs of glaciers at North Lake’s Site 151.
Our intrepid local geology columnists examine signs of glaciers at North Lake’s Site 151.
“I’m not interested in moving them, harm them, or messing with their day,” said Felice. “I just want to be a gigantic ape with a camera.”
In my dying, socializing asks more of me than I can often give. Like love, death is bigger than us. I am discovering that my end-of-life journey requires different energy and rhythms from my previous life patterns. I also do not desire your reassurance to “feel better” about my health situation, nor am I in a position to shoulder your grief.
Avid cyclists in the New Paltz area have been agitating for decades for an alternative route west of the Wallkill River to the Shawangunk Ridge and now the Open Space Institute is making it happen. Check out the first section of the River-to-Ridge Trail, while not yet officially open or fully landscaped, is now walkable.
The book is positioned as a celebration of nature’s fragile ecosystems and of the David v. Goliath community members (for David’s tactics, in this case, were largely litigatory) banded together to protect them. But in the moment-to-moment of the prose and in the very consciously balanced, 360-degree management of his facts, Mabee reveals himself mostly as a fastidious historian and no polemicist at all.
My husband estimates that my innate worth has grown 47 cents due to the three new tiny gold seeds in my head (probably as close as I’ll ever get to wearing a tinfoil hat). This metal trio is smaller than rice and glued onto my skull to help point the radiation beam to the correct spot in my brain. My husband was delighted that the doctor jokingly said he could bring his own drill along.
The enrollment period for the Affordable Care Act has been cut in half and advertising is non-existent. In addition, so-called “navigators,” who help guide persons through the enrollment process, are scarce.
After being diagnosed with a benign brain tumor the size of a golf ball, which caused unsteady footing, dizziness and eventual strokes, Annalee Orsulich set out to recreate a potion she once drank while studying herbal medicine in Brazil.
From all indications 2017 was a very good year for trout fishing the Esopus; thus I’m still excited to continue to wander it as long as I can.
The donor named it in honor of her father, “who not only enabled me to own the property, but who instilled in me his love of animals. And now visitors will enjoy it too.”