Tag: Berkshires
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Zephyr Calls me Home Poem

On a recent flight home, I was gifted with a beautiful view our our mountain and our windmill. The Zephyr. On a whim, I decided to create a poem about it, but the creative part of my brain didn’t feel like writing poetry. So I threw some thoughts into MacGPT. Honestly — the results showed…
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Friday Art Fun

Last week Chris and I tried something new. We joined seven other people for an art class at the Berkshire Art Center (BAC). We’ve been meaning to go for quite a while now. The place offers an “Art Nights Out” the 4th Friday of each month. The topic of that particular evening was Warhol Ink…
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Porch Sunsets

Sometimes we are alone, but often others will gather (with distancing and masks). Either way, porch sunsets are always magic.
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Walking to Windmills

We are the luckiest of people. Chris and I can walk out our back door, take a glorious two-mile hike up the mountain (on gloriously shaded trails) and visit the local windmill names Zephyr. It’s so fun it has that name. Zephyr is the name of the sailboat we journeyed along the Hudson River on…
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Zeb and Bri Visit

A highlight of this sabbatical included a short trip from two of our kids. Zeb and Bri few in from Utah for a visit east before our grandson is born. The night was beautiful and had the nicest warm wind. We didn’t realize the renovations at the Albany airport had come so far, and we…
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Physical Therapy

A couple of years ago, I went to a few sessions of therapy when I slipped a disc in my back. It helped so much that when I feel my back starting to go again, I do the exercises, and so far — so good 🙂 Now I am going to Greylock Physical Therapy twice…

