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Tag Archives: Buffalo NY
December 2, Buffalo, New York. Of course, there would be snow and ice. As Maureen prepared for work, she realized it had snowed overnight. Only a few inches, but when she looked out the kitchen window, she could see that … Continue reading
Do you ever feel like you’re living in the movie, Groundhog Day? I sure do. Every week, I work Monday through Wednesday. I get up, eat my half-bagel, and head off to the office. On one of the three days, … Continue reading
Sometimes Mother Nature just doesn’t cooperate. Autumn in Buffalo, New York can be so beautiful. Every work day I drive down city streets lined with colorful fall foliage. There’s one section of Winspear Avenue that absolutely takes my breath away, … Continue reading