The Sun in Poetry
Miracles Why, who makes much of a miracle? As to me I know of nothing else but miracles, Whether I walk the streets of Manhattan, Or dart my sight over […]
Enriched Environment
More Parking Suns Reflections
I walked around our neighborhood and took more pictures of the setting sun’s reflections! The sun is setting and bouncing off the river, as seen through the trees. Bounce! Bounce!
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The Taxman Cometh
Annual Appointment with My Accountant Another night, another year. At dawn The clock exploded in my ear. I woke And staggered to the train. The mist stretched on The Hudson like
Throwback Thursdays Art
Every Thursday, as part of my personal “enriched environment” initiative, I post a piece of art, usually from the Metropolitan Museum of Art, which recently released online some 400,000 high-resolution
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Local Guy (Me!) Goes Big Time!
The NY Times published an article and photo spread about the Hudson River town I live in. The photo spread includes the following shot of yours truly swimming laps in
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Parky Stalks Spring Foliage
Remember, you can buy your own Parky, the official World Parkinson Congress mascot, here! All profits go to the WPC Travel Grants Program, which helps a junior researcher or person with Parkinson’s disease to
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Parking Suns: Reflections
I live in one of the river towns along the east bank of the Hudson River. When the sun sets on the other side of the Hudson, the light bounces off
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Sleep Guide for Parkies
The Michael J. Fox Foundation just published a sleep guide for people with Parkinson’s. Click here for some good bedside reading: Sleep Guide for Parkinson’s Disease.
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Throwback Thursdays Art
Every Thursday, as part of my personal “enriched environment” initiative, I post a piece of art, usually from the Metropolitan Museum of Art, which recently released online some 400,000 high-resolution
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The Sun in Poetry
Vernal Equinox The scent of hyacinths, like a pale mist, lies between me and my book; And the South Wind, washing through the room, Makes the candles quiver. My nerves