Exploring The Lakes of the Adirondacks in October

Wednesday, October 22, 2025

 Your sacred space is where you can find yourself again and again.  

- Joseph Campbell







 At six million acres, the Adirondack Park is the largest protected region in the contiguous United States. In fact, it's larger than Yellowstone, Yosemite, Grand Canyon, and Glacier National Parks combined! From accessible nature trails to rugged mountains towering at over 5,000 feet, small ponds to the enormous Lake Champlain, there is a destination for every size and kind of adventure - and it is yours to explore. (credit: https://dec.ny.gov/welcome-to-the-adirondacks )

 Saying I have a soft spot for lakes might be an understatement. Growing up on the beautiful Saratoga Lake gave me a taste of how special it is to make core memories at a summer camp.  Moving there year 'round when I turned 13 was probably a gift that I didn't necessarily appreciate or value until long after my time there became permanent.  Looking back now, I realize my passion for sunsets, nature and serenity are a direct result of growing up in a place that most considered a luxury back in the 60's and 70's.  While I may not have understood how lucky I was back then, for a long time now I have realized why my father was so drawn to that 4-mile body of water.  Though that home is no longer our family home, I still find myself drawn to 'my lake' - and other lakes - and when I'm near a body of water, I feel a peace that is indescribable.  Perhaps it's a sense of home.



The Adirondack Region of NYS boasts 3,000 lakes and ponds.  A few weeks ago John and I switched up our usual backroad destinations for an adventure in the Adirondacks, specifically to lakes in the Adirondacks.  I mapped out a route that would take us to around ten lakes, many we'd never seen before.  Naturally the day ended with lots of photos of lots of bodies of water, so many that I can't even be sure which photo is which lake.  But....I'll share our route so that you can enjoy them too!


We travelled out Route 29 to the Great Sacandage where we crossed the bridge in Northville and followed Route 30 north.  Our next stop was in Wells, NY, Lake Algonquin.  From there, we veered left onto Gilmantown Road and passed Charley Lake and Gilman Lake.   In Speculator, we headed south on South Shore road along the shores of Lake Pleasant.  From there we headed south on Route 8, past Oxbow Lake followed by the gorgeous Piseco Lake.  From there we headed south on Route 10 to Wheelerville past Canada Lake, Green Lake and onto Caroga Lake and East Caroga Lake.  At that point we could have done Peck Lake, but having done that before, we knew visibility is limited by the private homes around that lake.  It'd been a long day and we were ready to head home. 
























We may not have found an abundance of autumn color but it was hard to be disappointed with a day as picture perfect as this day was.  Taking this road trip in autumn definitely added some extra special something to these beautiful bodies of water and may have given me a little more appreciation for the Adirondacks.   On almost every road trip we take, I find new places to explore, some almost in our own backyard.  In life, we often travel far and wide in search for beauty and adventure and sometimes we need only to explore our own home state.   This trip was the perfect example!  Thanks for coming along on this Life As I See It road trip.  

Disclaimer:  the first photo is not from this particular trip.  It was from a previous trip to Garnet Lake, in Thurman NY in the southeastern section of Adirondack Park.  This body of water is a private lake, Little Pond.




Like A Tree We Must Gain Strength From Our Roots

Monday, October 6, 2025


Have you ever really taken a close look at a tree’s roots?  Typically that’s not the part of the tree most of us see, especially since in most cases the roots are below the surface.  What we tend to see is the part of the tree that’s visible, the part that’s majestic and beautiful – the tree itself, the trunk and branches.  We don’t see the parts below the surface, the hidden part that is actually the important part of the tree, the part of the tree that is anchoring it, keeping it upright, keeping it strong.



Tree roots don’t only grow downward beneath the trunk, they spread horizontally, sometimes spreading multiple times wider than the tree itself.  These roots act as anchors to provide stability, securing the tree from wind, floods and erosion. Sometimes, the roots become visible as they have in the photos I’ve captured here, demonstrating just how complex the root system is and how intertwined the roots become, working together to support the tree.



If you’ve been reading my blogs for even a short time, you know that my mind often sees things in analogies.  That’s what happened when I saw a number of exposed roots on our recent travels.  I think people are like trees.  We do our best to stand tall, to withstand the elements of life trying not to topple or succumb to the conditions that sometimes challenge us, but like trees, it’s what is below the surface - our inner ‘roots’ that help support us.  Those roots are a number of things – the stamina we've built from the challenges we’ve faced and overcome, the relationships developed in our life, friends who have been there through life’s trials, the wisdom we've gained along the way, and most importantly – our faith.    We probably couldn’t survive some of life’s challenges without one or all of these ‘roots’ to support us.  We need each other and we need something bigger than ourselves.  Some of us have faced more challenges than others. Over time, our network of ‘roots’ becomes larger and more complex, yet it sits below the surface, invisible to the naked eye and to the common observer.  We all look the same on the surface, but no one sees the reality of the complex, woven system of supports each of us has had to develop in life to keep us standing and strong.


Last year we stumbled upon this tree, leaning at a 45 degree angle, it’s root system exposed to the elements but still seeming to thrive, fully leafed out.  We assumed it had toppled recently and being exposed had not yet affected its survival. 


This year we saw the same tree, it’s roots visible from a distance down the road.  I assumed the tree would be dead, but I was wrong.  It was covered with leaves, even with it’s vulnerable condition, exposed to the elements for almost a year.  It had survived despite its flawed and exposed condition.


How amazing!  Its massive root system still working to sustain it!  Its resilience reminded me of some people I know, people who have endured challenge after challenge, nearly losing the battle, but who have continually called upon their ‘roots’ and their faith and have endured storm after storm.  Some of these people don’t appear as majestic or powerful on the surface, but below the surface they are strong because over time, they have developed a root system, and that system supports them time after time, proving that if we let it, our root system will protect us in wind and rain and even hurricanes of life. 

Storms make trees take deeper roots. - Dolly Parton


 In the Amazon rain forest, the tall trees depend on shallow roots that link with nearby trees.  This forms a web called a ‘root mat’ that provides support during difficult conditions.  Like the trees of the Amazon, we too sometimes need to rely on a web of support to see us through the storms.  If nature provides this type of protection for the trees, surely we were not created to stand alone.  Most of us are fortunate enough to have a ‘root mat’, a network of people who love us and are willing to support us.  Sometimes we forget that, we see ourselves above the surface and because we’ve endured storm after storm, we see ourselves as strong, resilient and able to withstand anything.  But we don’t always have to be strong on our own, we can call on our network of support to help us.

It is in the roots, not the branches, that a tree's greatest strength lies.

- Matshona Dhliwayo

Even the oldest, tallest, most majestic tree could not survive long were it not for the roots below it.  Any small storm, any gust of wind would cause it to topple.  But God didn’t create trees without roots, just as He didn’t create mankind to live independently during life’s storms.  The world today is full of storms, some literal and some just mental, emotional or physical.  Trying to withstand storms on our own can be both dangerous and detrimental.  Unlike these trees, our roots are rarely visible to the casual observer, and sometimes even we lose sight of them.  Often it's not until we are in real danger, already compromised like these leaning trees, that our roots become visible.  Sometimes we need a reminder that they even exist.  I hope this can serve as a reminder to live like a tree and call on your roots to help you when a storm threatens your stability, when you feel tired or discouraged, when life seems to be overwhelming.  You have roots!   Be grateful for the roots you’ve developed, the roots that have sustained you and the roots that will never fail you!  You are not alone!



Let us not be surprised when we have to face difficulties. When the wind blows hard on a tree, the roots stretch and grow the stronger, Let it be so with us. Let us not be weaklings, yielding to every wind that blows, but strong in spirit to resist. - Amy Carmichael







Nostalgia....The Time Machine That Transports Us Back to the Past

Friday, September 26, 2025

Nostalgia is a privilege. Yearning for our own memories proves that we've lived a life worth living.

I saw this quote on social media today and it struck a nerve, not just the premise it was trying to convey, but the selection of words the writer used to convey it.... privilege, yearning, life worth living.  

Nostalgia:  a feeling of pleasure and also slight sadness when you think about things that happened in the past, a sentimental longing or wistful affection for the past, typically for a period or place with happy personal associationsBy dipping into nostalgia, we can develop a narrative of who we are. We are connected to our past and feel a sense of continuity through nostalgia.

From Psychology Today: Johannes Hofer, a Swiss physician, coined the term in 1688; at that time, longing for the past and homeland was deemed an illness. Thinking about yesteryear can be filled with regret and bittersweet remembrances, and for people who are prone to rumination and depression, nostalgia can sometimes foster a negative state of mind. Nostalgia, however, is now generally regarded in a positive light. It’s self-reflection that connects us to fond memories and can help build a coherent sense of identity.  We often rely on our autobiographical memories, which can be emotionally charged depending on the events that happened. We may also reform our memories into an idealized version of the event; in effect, we focus on the positives and minimize the negatives.

Nostalgia is something I've become quite familiar with in the past five years, probably since Covid gave us all some free time, time I used to explore, sort and organize family photos and research our family ancestry.  Doing that evoked so many memories, it sort of reignited the past and sparked memories I had tucked away or simply forgotten.  I have also come to the conclusion that it isn't really until we are older, retired and facing our own mortality that we begin to 'relive' our lives - through things like photos, stories, reminiscing with surviving family members, etc...  When we're in our 30's, 40's, and 50's, we're busy raising families, holding down jobs, and meeting all the demands of a productive life to earn a living while making our own memories.  It's not until these demands lessen, our families are raising their own families, our careers are finished and we are facing our own uncertain futures that we have the time to think about our past. We now have an appreciation for the life we lived, sometimes at a pace that didn't always afford us the time to savor those moments.  It's sort of when we wake up one day and realize our toddler is graduating from college.  Of course, that's an exaggeration, but we can all agree that life and time seem to pass at lightening speed.

I have another reason that I believe makes me a little more desperate to research and record my history, the fact that I am an only child, my dad was an only child and my mom had one sister who is deceased.  That leaves my team of 'historical resources' pretty short staffed. In other words, one day there'll be no one to fill in the historical blanks of our family story and my only resource will be my own memories.  Who knows how long those memories will be vivid and clear or when they'll become a blur of bits and pieces.  I've long treasured my life and the people in it and have written extensively (3 books) about people and events throughout my life.  At the moment, no one is particularly interested in any of it, but I'm confident one day someone will be - even if only me when my memory begins to fail me.  

About a year ago, I received an email through Ancestry from a cousin who 'found me' on that site.  It was a pretty wild and extremely exciting surprise as I had not seen this cousin in probably 67 years.  Karen's grandparents lived downstairs from my grandparents.  Her grandfather was my grandmother's brother.  Karen and her family lived in Massachusetts but came to visit her grandparents and on occasion, we were there at the same time.  She is a few years older than me, so she has vivid memories of me and my parents and grandparents.  She also remembers my baby brother and clearly remembered the change in everyone's demeanor the first time she visited after he passed at 11 months of age from spinal meningitis.  Talking with her and hearing her describe that and my grandparents was as if someone had teleported me back to the 1950's giving me a glimpse of life and emotions surrounding an event that was life changing for many in my family.  She gave me details of a time when I had none, just photos.  We lost connection when my grandmother sold her home and her grandparents moved to Massachusetts.





Karen and I had a reunion last year with our spouses and have talked many times this past year.  We've reminisced about the family, have dug through ancestry facts trying to decipher timelines and identify family members in old photos.   Having her has given my life, my past, my ancestors, something concrete.   She's filled in some blanks and added color and detail to a time that was previously one dimensional.  Aside from my mom, Karen is the only family I have left who can validate that part of my life and the people I so dearly miss.  She has made my nostalgia of that era materialize into something tangible and real.  And the ironic thing is, even though I probably last saw her at age 3, we have so much in common and can talk for hours, not even just about family history.  I'm a little sad that we connected so late in life, but ever so grateful we found each other after all these years.  


Why do we go back?  What draws us from our present day life into the past, a time long gone, a time we cannot revisit.  Is it loneliness, regret, awareness that perhaps our future is waning and we're desperate to hold on to what is coming to an end?  Maybe it's just a longing for the people and times we can't access any other way but in our memories?  Do you embrace nostalgia or do you run from it?  

Nostalgia can be filled with sadness or it can be filled with joy.  A lot depends on your life circumstances, whether your past was filled with joy or with pain, but I think it's also about attitude.  When I researched more quotes about nostalgia, many of them were negative and often implied that nostalgia makes us remember the good times and erases the bad times, often giving us a less than accurate record of the past.  Perhaps that is true.  I am blessed to have a lifetime of wonderful memories, volumes written about people and times that have shaped me into the person I am today and even if nostalgia makes me a little sad about the things I've lost, I'm grateful to have had so much to want to memorialize.  I've heard people say they can't go back, that going back is too painful and I get that. But how wonderful it is when we're able to have memories and reminders of  times and people in our lives today that can trigger nostalgia to transport us back to those days.  I hope that this triggers your own nostalgic memories and helps you relive the happiest times of your life.   Kris Kristofferson said in a song lyric,  “I'd trade all my tomorrows for one single yesterday.”  I wouldn't trade all my tomorrows, but wouldn't it be amazing if we could get back even one yesterday?  Thanks for letting me share Life As I See It with you!

Come Along On a Peaceful Journey Through Montgomery County's Amish Country

Sunday, July 27, 2025

 Finding beauty in a broken world is creating beauty in the world we find. 

-Terry Tempest Williams

We live in a world of plenty, at least most of us do, those reading this anyway.  Sometimes it's easy to take for granted how much we have, the conveniences around us - electricity, internet, motor vehicles.  It's not hard to forget that not everyone lives with the same abundance as we do.  Some even choose to do without, particularly the Amish.  It's been quite a while since John and I took a drive to the Amish communities in Montgomery County so we headed there last week and it only took a moment to remind me why we find a visit there so sacred and grounding.

Aside from the simple life the Amish live, their work ethic is probably the thing I find most impressive.  Even the youngsters can be seen working outside alongside parents and siblings.  Another great thing the Amish can be credited with is preserving green space out in the country where land is farmed and crops and animal keeping ensures the land is not filled with industry and concrete.  Consequently, spending an afternoon there relaxes the mind and reminds one of simpler times.  There is something sort of sacred about the atmosphere, at least for me, perhaps knowing that God and Faith are the basis to the Amish way of life.

Put everything in God's hand and eventually you will see God's hand in everything. - Amish Proverb

A little more laughter, a little less worry, a little more kindness, a little less hurry.
- Amish Proverb



Life is not a problem to be solved, but a gift to be enjoyed. 
- Amish Proverb


Good character, like good soup, is usually homemade.
- Amish Proverb


No dreams come true unless we wake up and go to work. 
- Amish Proverb


Instead of putting people in their place, put yourself in their place.
- Amish Proverb


Many people fail to recognize opportunity because it comes disguised as work.
- Amish Proverb



Contentment is not getting what we want but being satisfied with what we have. - Amish Proverb



Teaching children to count is fine, but teaching them what counts is better.  
- Amish Proverb




An unkind remark is like a killing frost.  No matter how much it warms up, the damage is already done. 
- Amish proverb




A great deal of what we see depends on what we're looking for. 
- Amish Proverb

I hope that you've enjoyed this trip through Amish country.  And I hope the Amish proverbs inspire your week ahead to live simply, love greatly and let kindness lead you.  As always, thank you for letting me share Life As I See It.






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