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The grass is always greener. Except when it’s not.

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For the past few years, Dennis and I have seriously talked about wanting to move away from here. Here being New York’s Capital Region. The bloom is off the rose, I guess, or, as I always seem to say for no apparent reason, the rose is off the bloom. I think it has something to do with our weekly drives to church in downtown Albany every Sunday. The ugly, abandoned buildings. The lack of a good lunch spot open anywhere nearby. The general sad sorry state of our city, after having lived in a place like Austin, which everyone around here thinks is comparative because of Sematech. Trust me, it’s not, and it never will be. Austin was a great city long before Sematech. In fact, having lived in Austin twice, I’d dare say Sematech and the dotcom boom is what ruined Austin, at least for me. But I digress…

Whenever I feel this way about this region in general and Albany in particular,¬†all I have to do is point my car in any direction and drive for only 30 minutes — even less in some directions — and then stand back in awe. It happened just this week as I drove to Silver Bay for Noah’s Lab School retreat. I was driving up the Northway, singing along to my Austin music (it’s not just the physical city I miss), when suddenly I was startled (in a good way), as I always am, by the mountains all around me, by the lake appearing as if out of nowhere when I exited and started driving east, by wild turkeys running across the road and hawks circling overhead. And all that before I even stepped out of my car, which I did before I reached my destination, just to stand at a scenic overlook and snap a few photos.

Just last week, we had family in town and as we drove through¬†Silver BayAlbany, a few of them mentioned how much they like the city. It caused me to pull back and look around. Sure, I’ve noted beautiful buildings that must have been spectacular during their hey-day. And the little cobblestone alleys here and there are glimpses into what could be if the city somehow went through a revival. When you’re here all the time, it’s easy to let the giant tangle of highways blocking the Hudson River also block your view of the whole. So my goal will be to start looking for the hidden gems within the city instead of only in the beautiful Adirondack and Catskill and Berkshire mountains that surround us.

Still, those mountain ranges sure to do make it easier. When I returned home from Silver Bay this week, I announced: “I don’t want to move from here. Ever.” It’s amazing what a little fresh air, sunshine and sweeping views of nature at its finest will do for your perspective.

 

 

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  1. The practice of looking up!

    May 5, 2013
  2. dallas #

    Whenever we visit our son in Troy, NY, we also visit St. Joseph: http://www.the-latinmass.com/id281.html
    Pay special attention to the Tiffany windows while you’re there!
    http://www.the-latinmass.com/stjoseph.html

    May 5, 2013
    • Mary DeTurris Poust #

      Thanks. I’ll check it out!

      May 6, 2013
  3. I am downstate from you, just south of Peekskill. I marvel constantly at the beauty we have here while surrounded with some decay. Living in a city keeps it more in your face, but, at the same time, there is SO much to do. I am delighted you “re-found” your city, :-)

    May 5, 2013
    • Mary DeTurris Poust #

      Someday we’ll need to meet in the middle. :-)

      May 6, 2013
  4. Eva Malina #

    Try driving through the Delaware Water Gap. It is possibly one of the most beautiful places I’ve ever been and I’ve been a lot of places both here and abroad.

    May 5, 2013
  5. Barb #

    So happy that you have come to your conclusion that living here is great! I was born in Michigan, but then lived my first six years in vermont, then a year in Richfield Springs, NY and the rest of it in the capital district. (The last two in Ballston Lake). When I married my second husband, we lived for four years in York, Pennsylvania before our last two years here. When we met, he was working at the Harley plant in York, Pa. He had the better job and promised me he would not take me away from here forever. He kept his promise. I was praying God would have things work so that we would move here before the seven or eight more projected years of working at Harley. I just kept saying, “Lord, i just can’t picture being here another four years!” “Help.” My prayers were answered. Long story “shorter” we moved back here to the area. I love it!!!! In Pennsylvania I used to complain that we had to drive about two hours before we could even see a pine tree. I had been SO spoiled already from hiking in our beautiful Adirondacks, and streams, lakes and ponds EVERYWHERE, (over 3000 of them), and so, so many things to do, and awesome shopping as well. Pick any direction and there are numerous hidden and unhidden treasures of beauty and interest . It is expensive, yes, but oh the trade off if SO worth it. Take it from someone who movede away and is back. (Thank you Lord). As for the person who wrote about the Delaware Gap being the most beautiful thing they had ever seen…..wwow are you missing out. I have been through there and it is absolutely NOTHING compared to hundreds of beautiful places that NYS has to offer. Just take 87N (The Adirondack Northway), get off exit 30, and head to Lake Placid. It is hard to keep your eyes on the road. Every season brings on a whole new beauty! Anyway, I am hooked on northern NY forever. Sometimes I float with ideas about moving to Sedona, Az. where there is no humidity, or somewhere near a warm ocean like Cape May, NJ, but then I tell myself that I really no better. “There’s no place like home. There’s no place like home.” My heart has found home here in Northern NYS. A fan for life! :)

    July 21, 2014
    • Mary DeTurris Poust #

      Thank you for this comment! It made me smile. :-)

      Funny, but I, too, often dream of the ocean, and we spend a week every summer in North Wildwood, with an annual day trip to Cape May. But every time we head back up the Thruway and I see those mountains come into view, I feel my shoulders relax and I know I am home.

      Enjoy your summer.
      Mary

      July 21, 2014

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