Steel Kaleidoscopes

Disney World

This is a special blog entry by The Little Person Who Lives in Our House.

Disney World is a very, very fun place for children and adults.

I think the scariest rides are Expedition Everest, Rockin' Rollercoaster and Space Mountain.

There are six parks — two water parks, Hollywood Studios, Animal Kingdom, Magic Kingdom and Epcot.

My favorite ride was Rockin' Rollercoaster. I like it because it starts out like a rocket and it goes upside down.

Disney World is my favorite place on Earth!

Reflections

The sun shines through the front windows of the Sandwich Glass Museum.

Fire in the Sky

Fun.

London, 2009

Elementary, my dear Watson.

A Slice of Heaven

They're at the post. They're at the gate...

5-Day Weekend

Beluga whales, graceful rays and affable penguins in Mystic.

Steamed mussels and a glass of Cab on the deck at S&P Oyster Company, the sun setting over the water.

Lunch at Noah's, a tiny hideaway gem on the North Fork at a table next to Tad Martin.

A grilled cheese and fries at Flo's.

A day at the water park capped with an amazing Italian dinner at Mama's.

A round of golf in West Sayville, sandwiched between crazy rain.

A high school reunion.

Family and friends.

A good night's sleep.

Ah, Summer

We're back at Splish Splash.

Cow Country

Driving on Route 37 from Ogdensburg to Watertown in upstate New York is like going back in time.

Each home seems to have acres of property with the obligatory barn and silo. The pastures go on for miles, with scattered herds of cows grazing in the sun.

For as many homes that look inhabited, there are dilapidated structures that have either collapsed or are ready to collapse. Years of neglect, bad winters and perhaps the economy have rendered these homes and sheds useless.

Living across from these abandoned buildings seems like bad feng shui. It's kind of sad to see quiet swingsets and seesaws, the kids either at school or grown up and on to other things.

At times it's like driving on the set of "Gunsmoke."

I glance in my rear-view mirror, wondering if Clyde Barrow and Bonnie Parker will pull up alongside me.

My GPS signal fades about the time I drive by two businesses, one selling steer and one selling guns.

I feel more at home as I reach Watertown. I like to see Dunkin' Donuts and vibrant storefronts. Visible activity is more comforting than an old dusty painting.

Jumping Puddles

I got a window seat.

It was a beautiful day for flying in a Cessna 410 from Boston to Albany, then from Albany to Ogdensburg, N.Y.

I sat in the seat behind the pilot and could smell her perfume. That's how tight you're packed in. In fact, I had to be careful not to kick her seat.

A nap was out of the question with no head rest.

I tried to put out of my mind that there was no co-pilot.

So we bumped along, took in the scenery and arrived safely at our destination.

But not without a few white knuckles.

The New Traveler

It's funny to watch how the little person who lives in our house handles air travel.

In her window seat, she's got the JetBlue TV tuned in to her chosen channel. Beneath the TV is her portable DVD player. And in her lap is a pink Nintendo DS.

And if that's not enough to keep her busy on on the three-hour flight, her iPod Touch is well within reach.

Now that's multitasking.