Cloudy Monday

Monday 4/11/11

NOON-ish... In the REAL world...

It's cloudy, and 80 degrees today. I hope we don't go right into summer as we did last year.... Having grown up here in the Hudson Valley I never would have foreseen 6 months of winter followed by 6 of summer... Weather was TRADITIONAL back then... We actually had about 3 months of each... the 4 seasons... and summer's temps rarely got above the mid-80's... Imagine that...

Well, I think I might well venture down by the river with my guitar, around suppertime perhaps. Bring a picnic sandwich and some iced tea... relaxing.... The simple pleasures of life are usually the best things in life... to me, anyway.

yes, It's cloudy out there, and in my mind...It got too hot and humid too fast! I think I'll loll here for a bit longer and watch something on pbs...

... sometime later...

I did watch something on pbs ... about FDR and Eleanor... about 4 hours long!

And around 6 pm ... my older son and I ventured forth to the Hyde Park Railroad Station and had a picnic supper in the pavilion there.

[ It once was a storage shed, a big one. They removed the sides and did little else to alter it, and it became this wonderful little raised pavilion, with picnic tables. It's raised high enough that you can look out over the hedges that grow alongside it and see the river, and the trains that rush by only a few feet from it. ]

I'd thought about playing with my guitar a bit, but it was so sweetly peaceful that I didn't really feel in the mood to, in the longrun.

As we were finishing our tea, it began to rain... one of those nice little early evening rains that's so refreshing after a rather warm day. The sound of it gently tapping on the roof and dripping into puddles it made was divine. The smells that rose from the earth, the river, the old wood of the structure, were magical for me... vivid childhood memories reawakened.


This is the train station... a museum now. But I remember going there with my father, as a child, to get my Granny from the train when she returned from visiting relatives in Canada, back in the 1950's

This is a view from the pavilion there, looking west ... An AmTrack commuter train had come by just moments before...

...and a view from under the roof of the pavilion, as the rain was coming down making a mist over the river....


(PS> that's my older son standing there .... * = )