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Cameron MillerFinger Lakes Times |
I was a sophomore at a very small college, sitting in my dorm room on the third floor of a 19th-century building, when my world began to shake....
It was dark this morning when Rabia and I left the house. We walked our usual path toward the lake tunnel, a concrete barrel vault under Routes 5&20....
I am cold. I can’t type with gloves on, so I have them laying flat underneath my palms on the laptop because its metal surface feels freezing. Of...
Well, I struck pay dirt with last week’s column and heard from a number of you in support of unadulterated gratitude for the abundance of our lives,...
It is raining again. Gray and overcast. That weeks-long stretch of blue sky and dandelion sun seems farther away than it should. But, then again,...
It is raining again. Gray and overcast. That weeks-long stretch of blue sky and dandelion sun seems farther away than it should. But, then again,...
The Erie Canal was the first infrastructure project in the United States. Built in spite of mockery from Thomas Jefferson, it ran 360 miles and...
It began with a butterscotch sun. A carpet of white diamonds spreading across the water from east to west still retained a slight strand of pink from...
True story. When I was a newly minted Episcopal priest, not yet 30 and serving as a solo pastor of a congregation, I did as many things wrong as...
“I love you,” my daughter said to her husband in the kitchen as she left for work one morning. It sounded as sincere as it was casual, and I...
I was on the National Organizing Call for the Harris campaign last week after her Atlanta rally. While I have already made up my mind who I will vote...
Our children went to a fabulous preschool in which “play” was the primary curriculum. The idea was that play could be the medium for preparing...
Okay, I am writing this while lying in bed on my back, propped up just enough to type. No, I’m not injured or in pain. My wife just took my two very...
Microbes are single-cell life forms visible only through microscopes. It has only been discovered recently that 90% or more of microbes live...
It was 95 degrees in Columbus, Ohio, when we were visiting last week. I hear it was pretty hot in Geneva too. Unfortunately, climate change wraps us...
Friday morning, the weather was spectacular: stark clean light, a cornflower blue sky hosting pristine clouds billowing overhead, and a steady light...
There are so many good, locally produced ice cream spots in the Finger Lakes, and my diet keeps me from going on a mad tour of them all. Spotted Duck...
I have read that throughout human history the heron has been an emblem of divinity and good fortune. In addition to representing William Smith...
I had the good fortune of two grandsons visiting over Memorial Day weekend. They are 3 and 5 and love to come to Geneva. They live in a big city and...
This is going to come as a shock to you, but sometimes I receive hate mail. I know, right? As sweet, thoughtful, and frankly irrelevant as I am? A New...
Some people like management and thrive at it, but there is a big difference between leadership and management — and woefully few people seem to have...
We have a rectangle of grass in front of our house that is just big enough for a picnic. But why would we want a picnic in our front yard? The bigger...
Well, the last two columns have been rather serious, what with the decimation of the Earth at our fingertips and the existential hazards of me-ing and...
Had a cheeseburger lately? Maybe you had a celebratory cookout on Monday in the shadow of the eclipse? Or maybe you took the night off from cooking...
We all do it. The only question is whether we recognize it when we do it, and then, what we do about it. I am speaking of me-ing and other-ing. Some...
If I had recorded it on my phone the video would have only lasted 15 seconds. It happened near the tunnel by the lake. An atomic, blood-red orb rose...
With all the frenetic hype seeking to commodify the solar eclipse, the vernal (ver, Latin for spring or youthful) equinox has been forgotten. I always...
I wonder if you share my dislike of poems about poets, novels about authors, and movies about actors. Often the subjects are a privileged class of...
Although it is a poor reflection on my character, I’ve admitted this before: I just do not trust them. I never met one I liked and I won’t be...
Taylor Swift, really? I just wrote that to get in on the glory of a transcontinental mega-star. Actually, I am a little starstruck myself because just...
Sometimes I wake up with lines of poetry in my head that are streaming across the bridge from sleep into wakefulness. That’s probably more than you...
My mom had a neighbor friend who spent most mornings sipping coffee at our yellow linoleum kitchen table. They often disagreed about things and...
Did you know this column appears in what is called the “Opinion” section of the newspaper? That means I get to share my opinion about things....
It was 24 degrees the morning I wrote this, the sky a gunmetal gray tinged with ragged ribbons of nearly black clouds. The flags on the Long Pier...
Aren’t you relieved to get past the annual flurry of media bites that drag us through a retrospective of the past year as if we hadn’t lived...
It is Christmas Eve and there are so few cars in my neighborhood it feels like there’s a plague. Surely everyone has purchased any gifts they are...
The guilty pleasure of a sunny, warm Ides of December. Forty degrees on an early, sun-drenched morning, Roger riding his bicycle along the lake as if...
Remember the comedy series “Seinfeld,” often described as a show about nothing? Well, this is a column about nothing in case you want to stop...
There are things they never tell you about getting older. I am not certain who was supposed to tell us, but it seems like someone could have without...
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