Delaney: Not winter yet
I was driving west on Oriskany Boulevard late this afternoon when I noticed the sun setting. It was a beautiful strip of orange light in the sky.
It was not even 5 p.m. Winter's coming, I thought. I dread it.
On the way back to the office, travelling east on Oriskany Boulevard, I noticed another Mohawk Valley sign of the changing seasons. Voss' Bar-B-Q was closed up. The picnic tables were turned on their sides and chained to the front of the building, as if protecting it from the impending winter. Wasn't it just days ago people waited in line?
The separate scenes reminded me of lyrics from the Billy Joel song 'Famous Last Words.'
Sitting here in Avalon, looking at the pouring rain
Summertime has come and gone and everybody's home again
Closing down for the season, I found the last of the souvenirs
I can still taste the wedding cake and it's sweet after all these years.
It was not even 5 p.m. Winter's coming, I thought. I dread it.
On the way back to the office, travelling east on Oriskany Boulevard, I noticed another Mohawk Valley sign of the changing seasons. Voss' Bar-B-Q was closed up. The picnic tables were turned on their sides and chained to the front of the building, as if protecting it from the impending winter. Wasn't it just days ago people waited in line?
The separate scenes reminded me of lyrics from the Billy Joel song 'Famous Last Words.'
Sitting here in Avalon, looking at the pouring rain
Summertime has come and gone and everybody's home again
Closing down for the season, I found the last of the souvenirs
I can still taste the wedding cake and it's sweet after all these years.
posted by Anne Delaney at
3:50 PM
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