In October, two significant 50-year anniversaries will be celebrated: the Wild and Scenic Rivers Act and the National Trails System Act.
“You look wonderful!” a friend exclaimed, seeing me at the NACL festival recently. That friend was a founder and former artistic director of said theatre company, and she was looking pretty good herself. “What is it?” she wanted to know, imagining who knows what? A lover, cool-sculpting, a facelift?
I’m pretty sure that William Shakespeare wrote those very words in his play “Twelfth Night,” but I’m too lazy to look it up and don’t want to bore you with the details. What I will share is that a passion for music (and opera in particular) was never more evident than at the Tusten Theatre in Narrowsburg, NY last Saturday night.
Now that summer is here, allergy suffers are reacting to agents associated with this season. April showers and May flowers and their associated allergens change over to tree pollen in late spring and then in summer to grasses, weeds and other seasonal challenges.
Lyman Louis Lemnitzer was born August 29, 1899 in Honesdale, PA, second son of Mr. and Mrs. William L. Lemnitzer. Graduating 86th of 271 in his West Point class of 1920, Lemnitzer was stationed for a time in the Philippines. In 1923 he married Katherine Tryon, daughter of a Methodist minister.
During the summer months, everything about the river environment happens at a much slower pace. Every year by our current date the insect hatches and the trout’s behavior fall into a very predictable daily routine. In stark contrast to the slower trout fishing, it is prime time for pursuing smallmouth bass with the fly.
If you walk out the door during this time of year, the first insect you will likely notice is a butterfly or moth. They are easy to spot as they are typically brightly colored and larger than many flying insects. Even at night, you will run into multiple species of moths, as well as other flying insects that are attracted to artificial light.
Oh what a sight, oh what a thrill, the shouts of joy, the jubilation of the moment, the beauty of the bride!
At the tender age of five, I made a bee-line for the kitchen. It was my first day of Kindergarten, and as I entered the room, I spotted the most beautiful wooden kitchen set consisting of refrigerator, stove and oven, and a sink complete with faucets, under which was a cabinet for pots and pans. It was perfectly scaled to my diminutive size.
Believe it or not, I’ve been working at The River Reporter for more than a decade, covering the world of arts and leisure here in the Catskills. One of the challenges in writing this column is finding a common thread among the variety of events that I attend during any given week.