How can you build a regular fitness routine? – Now there is a very good question.
It’s a question I have yet to answer successfully. One I work on each year, but the plan usually gets out of sync at some point and doesn’t recover.
Routine is the problem. Nothing about the timing of my life is routine. My sleep schedule is all over the place. And there are days my body isn’t up to it. So, I’m not even interested in building a regular routine.
I’m in better shape than I’ve been in for years in terms of my weight. I’m probably 10 pounds away from ideal weight and I’ve been there but the lack of exercise the last few weeks and a few more cokes here and 10 pounds magically appear.
I’ve made walking more a part of my life because I made it a priority. Not because of any routine, but because I do it when I get the feeling or opportunity. And that can be any hour of the day or night.
I’m not a gym person. I’ve got some small weights at home. I gave away my bench a few decades ago. I get a lot of exercise taking care of things around the house and yard. And that is physical work. And I’m trying to stay limber and stretched.
There are the grandchildren also, which is very physical. That part really isn’t fair. The older I get the heavier they get so lifting them with the same energy doesn’t do it as time goes along. So, I guess I should get busy with some more strength training because if I’m lucky enough to see them graduate in many years down the road, I’d still like to lift them off their feet as I do now.
I don’t remember my children being as heavy as my grandchildren. Photo by Mike Hartley
Watching grandchildren is both fun and physically taxing. I always feel it that evening and the next morning. But the memories and mental rewards are worth it.
Before I even ventured to their home Wednesday morning, I was tired. And Wednesday night with my best friends seemed like a good idea at the time. Stayed out too late. Good thing I’m retired and could sleep in.
Thursday was spent outside with the yard. Yep, Mother Nature has been growing away with abandon. And while my better half makes some beautiful gardens, one might not be able to see them if I don’t cut the forest of grass in front and around them.
I’ve wrapped up the outside effort and returned to my hobbies last night and early this morning.
I have to have a game plan for a grandson later today who will want to ride the tractor, use the hedge clippers and post hole digger. Oh, and he spied my chainsaw the last time he was here. He loves to watch any type of tool, truck or construction equipment.
Speaking of maintaining the grounds, I hear the Orioles head groundskeeper is moving on after 20 years to the Maryland Department of Agriculture as assistant secretary of plant industries and pest management.
Nice cut. Photo by Mike Hartley
Again, women succeeding at the highest levels.
Leading the crew, Nicole Sherry. Photo by Mike Hartley
Random Thoughts of the Day
Sometimes I’ll just look at my Ring camera on the phone and turn the sound on and listen to the birds talk and sing in the morning.
Too many things are in small print.
The best way to not complain about traffic is not to be in it.
Looking for that ray of hope each day. Sometimes I find it, sometimes I don’t.
And with the temps in the upper 80s next week, it officially is the opening of power washing season.
Time for the weekly Thursday Doors challenge with our host Dan Antion. For those who love entrances, exits and the buildings and art that surrounds them this is the spot for you. The wonderful contributions from everywhere will delight. Share your own link in the comments on Dan’s weekly Door’s page.
This week’s doors are from Annapolis Maryland. A visit on a sunny Tuesday afternoon was a wonderful chance to walk some side streets and capture some of the local decor. Feels good to get some fresh shooting. I’ll have to keep that up for next week also.
And being today is the beginning of Commissioning Week at the United States Naval Academy, I salute the graduating class of 2026 and wish them a great ceremony next Wednesday. GO NAVY – I’ll be photographing the Academy grounds on our next visit there.
The daily prompt asks – What’s a classic book that you think is overrated?
I would be the worst judge in history to answer this question because my classic book experience is limited. And instead of slandering someone without basis I’ll share this opinion. It’s not that I don’t read, just not many classic books.
I think the world is losing the tactical feel of reading. Maybe it’s just my old generation but seeing a train full of people reading a newspaper or magazine or book was a picture that only lives in my mind now. Holding something in your hands that doesn’t have a battery in it.
In the past you could pick up the local paper and get the feel of a place. Those no longer exist and if they do, they are struggling to stay in business.
Books seem to be the last baston of printed reading holding their own.
Anyway, just my opinion. A smartphone isn’t a reading tool unless you want eyestrain issues.
A good book on a nice day on patio of Whole Foods building. Photo by Mike Hartley
Who are some underrated people in history? – Asks the daily prompt.
I had trouble coming up with some off the top of my head this morning and I went searching for the answer. Wow, there are so many important people I’ve never heard of before or their link to the development of our world. It’s quite amazing, the sheer number of important inventions, breakthroughs, world-changing things people did that I didn’t know about a I suspect few others know about also unless they were in that specific field.
And what I thought as I was going through this multitude of names and contributions is that the answer is (All of US).
I think back to my working days, and I was fortunate enough to work for companies that were team orientated. Oh, there were stars who got public acknowledgement for their work and recognized for it. What I liked is that most were humble about it and shared the credit with co-workers. Not everyone, but a vast majority.
For they knew it was a group effort that made it possible.
All of us are underrated. Some already have made important contributions and live in autonomy and others will make them and be unaware of them.
Maybe it’s something simple like an idea or thought you share with someone that triggers more thoughts and action on a subject.
Many of us toil behind the scenes, people who aren’t the face of companies or leaders who are recognized for their breakthroughs or success. But a lot of us are responsible or contributed significantly towards it.
We get up and go in every morning and try to make positive changes and give supreme effort. We do it because we believe in something. We are inspired to keep it moving forward.
That is what I liked about newspapers. That daily deadline. Getting a complex product of a gazillion inputs, printed and distributed before anyone stirs in the mornings, each and every day. A thing of the past now days, but so exciting and thrilling when it was what everyone had in their hands each morning.
So, to all of us who make the world go round each day, without that fanfare, without the accolades, without the rewards, you know who you are because you probably have the respect of those, shoulder to shoulder with you and that is enough.
Section of press from The Washington Post. The old College Park facility. Photo by Mike Hartley
Well okay, I’ll pick someone. – The flush toilet was first invented by Sir John Harington in 1596, with later improvements by Alexander Cummings.
Off to a flying start this day with the blog and photo editing/posting/printing. But the call from the great outdoors rang and we responded. Our sight was set on Annapolis.
Photo by Mike Hartley
A day trip to the state Capital was something we had been thinking about for a while. And a chance to take my freshly charged camera.
Photo by Mike Hartley
We used to go to Annapolis quite often but in recent years it’s been far less frequent.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Despite the great sunshine and blue sky, it was a cool day. I had shorts on but a jacket also.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Like any sunny day the Red Bean Ice Cream Bar was a popular stop.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Next week is graduation for the Naval Academy. The town was already jumping and looking good. But landscape crews, Tent assembly crews and other setup was under way. Go NAVY
Not a bad afternoon at all. Lots of walking, a good meal, some shopping and I got to take a ton of pictures. Mostly for this coming Thursday Doors. So, you will see more of this town later this week if you follow along.
Opinions
The federal gas tax is 18.4 cents per gallon. The cost of gas went up 20 cents per gallon last week alone, so what is suspending it going to do? Besides take away money for our failing roads and bridges. Moron.
I will miss The Late Show.
We are all now aware of a new virus – hantavirus
When ESPN started covering WWE like a sport that is when I thought to myself enough is enough.
What are the biggest benefits of minimalist living? – Asks the daily prompt.
I’m not sure what everyone’s definition of minimalist living is so I’ll stick with some general benefits.
It’s probably easier to find your keys being you have a small home.
For a lot of us it probably means living within our means.
You don’t have room to be a hoarder.
You might discover some of those luxury items are a pain in the ass.
Simplifying things might lead you to discover the importance of being content with yourself.
Let’s you focus on life and people instead of things.
Easier to figure out what to wear.
Travel time for vacation is reduced to picking up the folding chair and taking it outside.
You’re not the target of people who will steal.
I love the ability to appreciate the small things in life and being happy with what I have. It makes life a lot easier. I’m not saying I live a minimalist lifestyle, but it is compared to most of the people I know. And that’s fine with me.
You don’t need a boat or beach home to enjoy the view. Photo by Mike Hartley
The mission this week is to stay more in motion. It might look like I have ADD as I hop from one thing to the next and get up from the computer more often but there is a method behind the madness.
Both for physical gain and mental sharpness. I need to be more active. Sitting is bad I hear, so less sitting and more motion. I worked with dumbbells several times today and got back on the treadmill, being it was chilly and cloudy today.
Early this morning I finished editing the last batch of the ocean trip and uploaded those. I think the total was 466 shots. Also working on a post for that.
Amazingly the sun made a late day appearance to inspire a second wind after dinner. I’ll need it if I’m going to stay awake for the Yankee and Lakers games.
I’ve got the printer working again and spitting out some fine work. Well at least I hope so.
Thankfully I didn’t have the need to go out on the roads today. Remember when the double solid meant no passing. Today it’s more of a suggestion I’m seeing. Maybe they forgot to review this one in the more modern-day drivers ed courses. Maybe they took it out of the driver’s test.
So maybe the state and counties should reconsider wasting money on paint. Or maybe enforce driving laws a little more.
Maybe they could add spike strips to the center of those two lines. Photo by Mike Hartley
Random Thoughts of the Day
Change sometimes feels perfectly fine.
I love it when my kids let me wash their cars when they come over. Because the grandkids get to help.
I don’t know what the addictive substance in ice cream is, but it’s in there, I’m sure.
It’s kind of strange to still be using the heat in mid-May.
I’ve been patient, Mother Nature. The cool start to May with lots of clouds was not my idea of the sizzle fest I was hoping for. I got a good start on my tan in April but it’s not getting any help this month.
Rumor is a heatwave coming to make up for this slackness. Let’s get the act together and put some sun out there and warm things up. Both my body and mind are better when it’s warm.
Random Thoughts of the Day
There is a lot of comfort loving a pet.
Time is for today. Not yesterday or tomorrow.
I still have my office nameplates from work. I figured what is the chance of hiring someone else with my name.
Each time the yard needs cutting I think to myself I just cut that.
What’s a thing you were completely obsessed with as a kid? – Asks the daily prompt.
Sports and games were the things that obsessed my early youth. Basketball was top, baseball was second and football was third, but we would play anything. We would sometimes ride bikes or skateboards. Any game would do. Played a lot of tennis and some volleyball.
We played a lot of ping pong in the colder months and board games also.
I’ve got to get back to being a kid again and playing more.
That sweet time after dinner, before sunset, appreciating the days’ time with family. That relaxed content feeling washing over me. The song Tuesdays Gone is playing in the background on this Sunday night. The keyboard is in front of me. Slowly watching the webcams of the sun sinking lower in the sky. Ready to do some writing this evening.
Only 70 more pictures from Cruising Week to edit. Thinking about posting a few more to Facebook where some previous posts have gotten a lot of attention. I’ll be doing a post here with the link to the car shoot at the beach and impressions from the experience again.
I’m having a talk with my body tonight and telling it to pull yourself together and let’s have at least a few less painful days. I’ll do my part by getting back to the morning stretching and walking more.
Time to do my shooting planning for the week ahead. I’ve discovered I do better when I set some goals in that area.
I’ll finish watching the sunset, put in a few more hours of work and then get some well-deserved rest.
Our moms have been gone for a while, but moms are always with you in the heart. And we think of ours fondly on this day. And often throughout the year. Both of our moms passed years ago. And it’s hard to say that because the longer that time gets the more it feels like they are slipping away even more.
I’m so thankful for my own mother. She stepped up and played the role of both parents long ago. She was dedicated to us kids and made things the best for us she could.
I’m thankful now for all the pictures she took of us and the home and life. They continue to bring smiles to my face. I love you mom.
I miss her hug and kiss.
Today I also want to thank the mother of my own children. I can’t say enough about the effort and love she has put into our children. I know they appreciate it. And that is wonderful to see. But I also want to say thank you.
I also want to recognize my daughter and daughter-in-law for being great mothers. It reminds me of the herculean effort involved in raising a child when I see them in action.
I guess our own families taught us a lot about love and family because it seems to be working in the next generation also. And I hope their children grow to be loving parents.
What’s the most interesting local custom you’ve encountered. – Asks the daily prompt.
Well, very locally we all go to the Woodstock Snowball Stand regularly.
The county fair is still popular. And the annual music and arts festival in Ellicott City is still rolling.
But our state custom is CRABS. Steamed Blue Crabs. Lots of them. Spending the day catching them. And all afternoon or evening picking crabs is the Maryland way.
I could claw my way through a few of these. Photo by Mike Hartley
Locally caught and cooked.
Crab sculpture. Photo by Mike Hartley
We are into crab art.
Get ready for the summer of sun, beach and crabs. Photo by Mike Hartley
The sun, a wooden mallet and small knife and you’re in business.
Old Bay is a seasoning that we love to put on crabs and other seafood dishes. Photo by Mike Hartley
Today is the birthday of my better half’s mother. I know I probably wasn’t the guy she was hoping for when she first saw and met me. And then when I went to the beach with her daughter, I’m sure that one didn’t go over well. Over the years though she grew to love me very much.
And I loved her. They always made me feel so welcome and part of the family. I liked going to their home. I loved her hugs and kisses. It was easy to help them when they needed it. We lived closest to them out of the family members.
The love they had for our children was something else.
Her and my father in-law were family people. That was very important to them. As it is to me.
They were there for all the events. They would host celebrations, holidays and parties as well as travel to them.
They helped me a lot after my mom passed. To me, she was one of the sweetest people I knew.
We are thinking about you today mom.
She was a private person, so I’ll share a shot of their home.Photo by Mike Hartley
If you had to describe your ideal life, what would it look like? – The daily prompt asks.
When I hear a question about ideal life, I think of the movie Tombstone, where Wyatt Earp is talking to Doc Holiday and Doc replies to him. “There’s no normal life, Wyatt. There’s just life. Now get on with it.”
Yes, I think about things in life that could be better, but I feel fortunate that I’ve had the life I’ve been given. I’ve had my share of hardships and losses. But if changing any of that meant changing any of the good things that have come our way, I wouldn’t.
I’ve got a family. That doesn’t always work out for some, but for me it’s ideal.
I’ve got my health. I wake each day and I’m very thankful for that. And I try to make the best of each day despite what may be thrown at me.
We have a roof over our heads and food in the fridge. Is it a mansion or gourmet food? No, but it’s ideal for us.
If I had more time to devote to my hobbies that would be ideal. More time with family and friends would be ideal.
A new tractor to replace the 27-year-old one, I keep patched together and a new shed would be ideal. Actually, having enough to pay someone to do it would be ideal but that is down the road.
I have a car I love to drive. Would I like a stable full of classic cars and muscle cars, you bet. But I’m happy and content, and in life that is ideal.
It would be ideal to spend more time at the beach this summer.
The ultimate ideal is to grow old with my better half and be as healthy as possible while watching our children and grandchildren and maybe even great grandchildren someday all be healthy and happy.
If my better half and I can make it to these seats in a few decades, that’s ideal. Photo by Mike Hartley
Perspective is an interesting thing. Being on the floor with my grandchildren for the last few days has reminded me of that. The world from down there is imposing. It also sheds light on some things that don’t see so well standing.
Like when I was on the floor restarting my cable box and I noticed the dirt behind the table.
All kind of things look different from a low perspective. I think I’ll get back to working on the low angle series I had thought of a while back.
Today six decades ago, we celebrated my dad’s last birthday together. That was probably the last family celebration. He passed 2 months later. I wish I could remember that birthday day and even the good times before that well, but I don’t. I so want to remember a good day, but all I have is very vivid images of his passing and the time after.
It became a sad day after his passing. I could see it was painful for my mom each and every year after that. Truth be told I think it was painful for her every day.
I felt very awkward for a few years after this. Friendships changed, till they resumed a new normal. To this day I’m not sure how it affected my sister except for the fact that she seemed deeply troubled but it but didn’t express it. I guess in a way all of us never did.
But as I sat here, I thought of all the celebrations I’ve been to for my wife’s father who I loved very much. I saw his sons and daughters love expressed into his 90s on his birthday. The pride and love exchanged each time were special to watch. The stories told, and the history shared.
The ribbing about certain tendencies or family times together. His pride at being the head of the family. His love for the grandchildren. The smile on his face blowing out candles.
I had some great celebrations with my mom but those were usually either just me or later my family and her. But it was incomplete because her life partner was missing and so was my sister a lot because of timing and work. Having that family unit is a special thing that a lot of people take for granted.
I can’t remember this on my side, and it bothers me. Even though my mom did everything in her power to make our family life normal.
I would say I miss you dad, but it would be more accurate to say I’ve missed you for a long-time dad, I love you.
Dad showing me the proper grip on a football a month before he was gone.
What is the best concert you have been to? – Now that is going to be a tough one to answer. I’ll have to go look at some concert stubs.
I used to go to a fair number of concerts in the 70s and 80s. Picking the best is tough. Both The Eagles Hotel California tour Led Zeppelin in 1977 were great shows.
The Who Quadrophenia tour in 1973 and Pink Floyd that same year are my favorites.
The Aerosmith 1975 tour. I’ve seen this band 5 times. 4 of the times either the sound or equipment or musicians were screwed up. But when they get it right, they cook like few others.
And tied for third place is the Doobie Brothers from 1974 and Jethro Tull 1976 tour.
As best recalled from those early years. Those days have some hazy memories.
Time for the weekly Thursday Doors challenge with our host Dan Antion. For those who love entrances, exits and the buildings and art that surrounds them this is the spot for you. The wonderful contributions from everywhere will delight. Share your own link in the comments on Dan’s weekly Door’s page.
Plain door day in shadows. Pressed for time so a couple miscellaneous shots this week. I refuse to dip into the archive.
Boardwalk door #1. Photo by Mike Hartley
On my walk to the inlet in Ocean City for the car show.
A local breakfast and lunch spot. Photo by Mike Hartley
Everything was in a shadow this week.
Some doors just need LOVE. Photo by Mike Hartley
Yes, I’ve shot this spot before.
A cute local shop of treasures. Photo by Mike Hartley
As the name suggests, The Pink Cabbage. See side door.
The daily prompt asks – Which is the best thing to do in your city?
To start, we live in a small town and not a city. We have some nice hiking trails and nature walks at the Howard County Conservancy. And of course, the best thing to do is get a snowball from the Woodstock Snowball Stand and lunch at the Oscars Alehouse or the Woodstock Inn.
There are two major cities we visit that you might recognize. Both Baltimore and Washington are great places to visit. Washington obviously has museums, monuments and memorials that are numerous and moving.
Baltimore, I would say the best thing is Oriole Park at Camden Yards. A ballgame there is a nice experience.
And then there is OUR CITY. Good old Ellicott City. Met my wife who lived there and spent many days at her parents’ home there. Got married in this city. Started my newspaper career there. Went into business with two wonderful partners there. I walk that town regularly now and love photographing it.
Tongue Row EC. Photo by Mike Hartley
Some great places to eat and drink. Shops and businesses are up and running and as always probably struggling. Some struggle successfully for decades. Others change and new ones take their place. It hosts a number of events throughout the year like the Spring festival and many more.
I remember walking out of the Trolley Stop with lunch and seeing this view and my destination on the other side of the bridge. Photo by Mike Hartley
I stand by the river and walk along it many times. The old mill is being redeveloped. Flood mediation efforts are well underway. Trains still pass daily over the bridge at the bottom of town. It’s one of the best changed and unchanged places in the state.
This city has been a big part of my life for over 5 decades now. It’s gone through tremendous changes, and one might think I would miss a lot of old times and people. I do; I will never forget working in this city. Or going to Yates store for some ice cream. Eating a sandwich and milkshake from Dollies by the river. The family walks downtown. My walks with my partners.
I like the fact that people are friendly and helpful. You know locals because we make eye contact and exchange greetings. The best thing to do in my city is whatever I want, because it all feels like home.
In reflecting on yesterday I realized that I use a lot of different muscles and get into a lot of different positions than I normally do when watching my grandchildren. I’m up and down off the floor, bending over more, lifting more. Not to mention being far more attentive than when it’s just my better half and me.
This is actually good for me because keeping agility in your senior years is important. Keeping strength is also key.
But the mental exercise you get interacting with children is invaluable in my opinion. Seeing the joy and innocence of a 0–2-year-old. Watching them crawl and then learning to walk. The sounds and reactions turn into words. The learning experience and cunningness of a 2–5-year-old. Their inventiveness. The expressions and honesty of every action or interaction.
Which made me think of my almost 4-year-old grandson who was getting tired yesterday after playing hard. He’s in his room and I’m watching him and he starts to walk backwards and into an open door. Hits his head and says “owe” and comes over to me and says it hurts Papa and asks how it happened. Trying hard not to laugh, I said you were walking backwards and I guess you had the eyes in the back of your head closed.
He says I don’t have eyes back there. I opened my mouth wide and then asked, why are you walking backwards then. He paused and then laughed but still rubbed his head so I put him in my lap and asked where it was and inspected it and said we might have to operate. He jumps up and says no. I said OKAY we will wait till daddy gets home for a second opinion.
He paused for a few minutes while I rubbed his head more and then slowly turned and in a pitiful voice said “can I have a chocolate covered pretzel” that I got him from the beach candy store. He’s the master negotiator recently.
This is a special time as a grandparent. Just like my own children the time passes fast and then they are adults. I’m going to soak up all that unconditional love and smile at every moment even when it’s tough to get up from the floor for the 50th time that day. I’ll relish the ability to make funny faces and sounds in public as much as I want to entice the smile and laughter of my 1-year-old granddaughter.
I’ll make truck noises and ignore the pain in my knees from crawling on all 4s. And I’ll hold them as much as they want for as long as they want despite the discomfort I will have later. I’ll run through a sprinkler with them or spend half a day on tractor rides.
I might grunt and complain when I get home. There are challenges each time because kids are kids and need direction. And we try to reinforce what their parents want. And respect their wishes.
Did I sneak him a few jellybeans yesterday, you bet I did. I’m Papa
It’s not the size of the fan it’s the size of the spirit in the fan. Photo by Mike Hartley
A question from the daily prompt – What superpower do you wish you had and why?
I guess what superpower you wish you had depended on how you feel at that moment. Right now, I’m relaxed and fairly content, but my first concern and thoughts of the day as always are my family and friends. So, I guess I’d make them healthy and happy.
Yesterday my superpower would have been to have a lane to myself on that clogged beltway around Baltimore. Unless you like sitting in traffic the why is in the answer.
Last weekend my superpower would have been to have one of the nicest hotrods in Ocean City and free fuel. Because I love nice cars and I like to drive with other hotrods.
It sounded even better. Photo by Mike Hartley
Oh, and I’d also like to remove the bullies of the world. And I know where I’m starting. Why, to make the world a better place.
Oh, one more please. I’d like the ultra-rich to feel some of the pain and suffering and panic that the common working people do. Maybe like when they need the funds for a loved one’s illness and they don’t have it. Or out on the road in a piece of crap car far from home not knowing if you’re going to make it or not and not have a dime in your pocket for help. Or the million and one other struggles people face.
I am working on my superpower to leave a body of work to be proud of. As you can tell, I have a lot of work in front of me.
Washed and dried the ride off, loaded up the cameras, put the top down and cranked up the go-cart. Oh yeah was great idea for Monday. A haircut in the afternoon after cruising the county back roads for lunch. And then off to the Maryland Miata Club meeting which was a blast.
I watched some of the Yankee’s destruction of the Orioles last night and some more editing from the weekend shoot. I completed the first batch of 150 images. Onto the next one.
I got a lot more done than those things but those were the fun highlights. And the goal of more fun than work was achieved.
And onto our Tuesday journey and a new plan for making it a day worth remembering.
This past weekend was also worth noting and remembering. I didn’t know it before I visited the ocean this past weekend and looked up why flags were at half-mast. I’ll know it next year and remember their sacrifice.
From Ocean City. In in observance of the National Fallen Firefighters Memorial Weekend. Photo by Mike Hartley
Random Thoughts of the Day
How long will lies last in the face of reality. Personally, I’m surprised it’s gone on this long, but people never fail to surprise me.
My respects to John Sterling who was the radio voice of the Yankees for decades. His victory call, “Ballgame over! Yankees win! Thuuuuuh Yankees win!” I remember it well.
How did we get to May already. Holy crap.
I need to appreciate each day and person more.
Wow, another beautiful sunrise. Being up early has its advantages.
What’s a mystery from your own life that you’ve never solved? – Asks the daily prompt.
That is a tough one to answer. Quite introspective indeed. As a senior there aren’t many mysteries left if you’re honest with yourself. But if I think hard, there are a few.
The main one is not knowing what traits or attributes that came from my father is a mystery to me. He passed when I was young, so I didn’t really get to know him. In a couple of months, it will be 60 years since I found him slipping away.
Wow, had to pause there for a moment. Still a traumatic experience to remember. Anyway, sometimes you think about how life might have been different if certain events didn’t happen.
I wonder what he would have thought about decisions, careers and family/friends I’ve made.
I mentioned to my better half that I want to get to Arlington this coming weekend or next to visit my parents. His birthday is this month and it’s also the anniversary of my mom passing.
Flags for Memorial Day weekend at Arlington. Photo by Mike Hartley
It might not seem like the time to take a cruise for cruising’s sake but that is how I roll. Just like a lot of others I see out on nice days with cars and motorcycles that don’t see the light of day unless it’s nice outside.
Personally, I just like to drive. I usually head west or north because the back roads are better and there is less traffic. This month looks like the start of the good weather. I’ve got to detail the outside and leather interior. I did all the carpets and nooks and crannies last weekend.
I still look at motorcycles with envy. A corner of my brain still says I can ride fine, buy a bike. That is the corner of my brain where I keep most of my delusional thinking stored.
Plus, I’m still fine with my little convertible. And I don’t have to wear a helmet.
Going for a drive sometimes clears my head. I’ve always concentrated on what I was doing when in the driver’s seat. Driving a stick always is a more active driving experience. Plus, I prefer country roads, no shoulders so you had better pay attention.
For the next 6 months this region is full of car shows. That is a cruising community. So are the clubs of just about every brand there are. I know our Miata club meets monthly and there are rides through various parts of the region and autocross events. As I’ve gone to more shows and meets, I’ve seen a very active community.
I’ve also seen some boneheads that can ruin it for everyone.
I wonder what if any effect these gas prices will have on altering anything. If I were a betting man, I’d say yes and no. It’s all a matter of resources. I run 93 octane fuel, and I pay through the nose for it. Will it affect any of the local shows (within 50 miles) I go to? Not in the least. Unless I notice a lot less cars entering the shows.
Will it affect the big shows in Ocean City. Maybe a bit because people come from greater distances and that could get costly, even if you’re towing your monster down to the event. From what I saw this weekend it didn’t put a dent in attendance.
With premium over $5 a gallon, those of us on a budget might start to get squeezed a bit. But if this was my main hobby, this wouldn’t stop me from being there this fall.
Milner is still cruisin in Ocean City MD. Photo by Mike Hartley
The daily prompt asks – List the people you admire and look to for advice….
I used to grit my teeth at answering the same questions from the daily prompt. But I realized that times change and perspectives change as well as the people around us. Therefore, I try to update or provide a new perspective and answer the question differently.
But today I don’t think I could provide a better answer than I did 2 years ago so here is that reply.
Admiration is a funny thing. Most of us admire the traits or actions of an individual, not always the whole person. All of us have flaws. So, if you’re looking for that perfect package you might be disappointed with your search.
I also realize the people you admire and look to for advice could be two different people.
I’ll start with an easy one of a sports star I admired. The first would be Derek Jeter. A class act, kept a close group of core people around him, focused on his craft and family, played his best every day, showed up every day, and respected the game and opponents. Showed gratitude for the appreciation. Showed character in difficult years. Showed greatness at key moments.
I admire my parents and always will. They grew up in the Depression era, fought wars, knew hard work, and sacrifice, and passed on some wonderful values.
I admire my better half. Such a strong person in such a small package.
I’ve admired some of my bosses and coworkers over time. I admire our public servants like Fire and Police and those who serve in our military. I admire healthcare workers. And many who do thankless jobs that keep our world running smoothly.
I admire artists of many types. I admire children for their honesty.
I admire volunteers. I admire the happiness of the little girl I used to sit across waiting for radiation treatments. I admire the common man who steps up in emergencies without hesitation.
I admire the friendships I have and have had.
Advice, like opinions, everyone has some for you. I take advice from those very close to me and total strangers. If a professional photographer I’ve never met offers advice it’s probably wise of me to listen and absorb it.
Sorting out the advice you take is key in life. Letting others make decisions for you may not suit your desires in the long run. So I go with my gut, listen to that voice in your head for advice. Enjoy life. As far as any of us know it only comes around once.
Took a few days in Ocean City Maryland for the 36 annual Cruisin car show with my better half and had a blast. It’s one of the biggest and best shows on the east coast I believe. Thousands of vehicles and I think they said they expect 100K people also. I wouldn’t be surprised because Saturday was a mad house. Coastal highway was packed up and down.
Photo by Mike Hartley
It was great. The sounds, sights, the smell of burnt high octane fuel. I bet some guys spent as much on fuel cost as I did for the few days there. Horsepower heads don’t care; it’s part of the hobby. So many efforts of love and passion on display. Rolling pieces of art and engineering. Anything from the 1920s to current day was on display and rolling up and down Coastal Highway.
Despite all the horsepower everyone was pretty restrained. The heavy police presence also helped keep everyone in line. Of course, the police can’t be everywhere, so you did here some quick dashes and an occasional cloud of smoke. Nothing like the old days though.
Photo by Mike Hartley
They know to staff up, and the state police also beef up their presence in the area that weekend. But overall, I know Thursday and Friday were a success and it looked like Saturday was going to be an overwhelming crowd. It ends this afternoon.
I like going early when it’s not as packed and I can talk to the owners who a lot of the time are the builders/restorers. It also is a lot easier to photograph the cars in the lot at the convention center and inlet parking lot where the competitions take place. But there are dozens of other events around town.
I have over 500 images to edit and I’m only about a quarter of the way through them. I promise not to overuse them here. I will provide a link to the finished images on my photo site when the edit and upload is complete.
Photo by Mike Hartley
All I know is that this was the perfect way to kick off my summer and the song I’m listening to now is Kickstart My Heart by Motley Crue and I can’t wait to put the top down tomorrow and burn through several gallons of fuels cruising. Today my backside is planted on the tractor cutting grass. Such is life, but I’ll be dreaming of this weekend and clutching and shifting my troubles away tomorrow after I wash it to a sparkling shine. Can’t cruise with a dirty car. Plus, it’s our club meeting night.
Random Thoughts of the Day
I usually don’t eat 3 meals a day unless I’m away from home.
If the war is over, how come gas prices and everything else keeps shooting skyward. I mean he says it over or we won every day it seems. Just more of his lies from an idiot that doesn’t know his backside from a hole in the ground.
I like the off season at the beaches. But cruising on a sunny summer day, putting my toes in the hot sand and swimming in warm water is the best.
May is a wonderful and difficult month for our family.
The daily prompt asks – Do you vote in political elections?
YES YES YES. And YES again. I’ve always voted even in primaries. Even when my primary choice doesn’t make it to the general election I still VOTE. Everyone should VOTE. It’s part of the problem we find ourselves in, so few people vote.
You don’t just get to sit back and bitch all day if you don’t vote. Actually, you have no right to complain about anything if you choose to not be involved in what affects you.
I can’t remember not voting any chance I had since I was eligible. And that is a lot of elections.
What gives you direction in life? – Asks the daily prompt.
Family gives me a lot of direction, sometimes whether I like it or not. Work used to provide me with professional development direction but being retired I do that myself now and focus on things I like to work on.
Health directs me on what I can do each day. My deceased parents still provide me with the direction they worked hard on providing.
My friends certainly helped me with direction from time to time, again not always the best advice but it’s a lot of fun.
When I’m in the Miata I just head off in any direction that suits me and the car.
I believe in being a good person. I don’t always succeed but I try each day. I try to let common sense guide me.
And if you’re into cars the only direction you saw this Thursday thru Sunday was up and down Coastal Highway at the Cruisin Car show in Ocean City Maryland.
I love Friday’s. People are always in a better frame of mind. And that includes me. I’m loving this sunny start to the day, and I have plans to do fun stuff all day long.
Now this weekend will be a different story. Lots of chores ahead of me and a short time to do them all in. Rain may force some of it to Sunday.
I think I’ll fire up the grill on Sunday and start the month of May out right.
Not the grill I was thinking of but a nice one none the less. Photo by Mike Hartley
Random Thoughts of the Morning
Nothing like a good night’s sleep to give a new perspective.
I guess I should be thankful that I’ve gotten through almost 7 decades without needing a crown on a tooth.
Trump makes Biden look like a young man. At least one who can talk coherently.
Sometimes you have to look hard for the wealth of opportunities before you.
Do you have a quote you live your life by or think of often? – Asks the daily prompt.
I did answer this question a few years ago in a post called Quotes. There are a number of quotes here I like.
I love reading quotes but there are few I live by.
This is my favorite one still. — There are two types of people – those who come into a room and say, “Well, here I am!” and those who come in and say, “Ah, there you are.” Frederick I. Collins
I always want to be the person that says Ah, there you are.
Just like when I see a car I like. Ah, there you are.
Time for the weekly Thursday Doors challenge with our host Dan Antion. For those who love entrances, exits and the buildings and art that surrounds them this is the spot for you. The wonderful contributions from everywhere will delight. Share your own link in the comments on Dan’s weekly Door’s page.
I was busy this week and pulled a few images from my archive.
The worn sign above the shed door says, “Warning BIGFOOT AREA – Stay on Marked Trails.” Also, that wood guard to the left of the shed door.
See I told you I was returning to my local roots last week after the NYC post.
The daily prompt asks – What is your favorite holiday? Why is it your favorite?
This is a tough one because I like all holidays now. I worked a lot of holidays over the decades, and I grew very sick of it. So, I savor each one now.
Memorial Day is my favorite. It’s both a holiday of reflection and anticipation and family. I grew up with grandparents who served in WWI and parents who were part of WWII, Korea. I will always remember and respect the members of our armed services. And especially this day to those who gave their lives.
May is a month for remembering my family. I hope to go to Arlington National Cemetery this month to visit my parents. Flags In day is May 21st. That is a beautiful sight.
I like it because I remember what the holiday is for. Not just the kickoff of summer.
Flags lined headstones at Arlington National Cemetery for Memorial Day. Photo by Mike Hartley
A good start on Monday was followed by a lackluster Tuesday. I’ve got an early start on Wednesday and lots of plans to make great use of it and finish the month strong today and tomorrow.
Another beautiful sunrise over the Atlantic Ocean this morning as I watched a webcam from the Grand Hotel on 21st Street. Those few minutes will have to last because it disappeared behind the thick layer of clouds a few minutes later and might not be seen again till later tomorrow.
It’s funny how a few minutes can change your perspective on a day. If you missed the sunrise at 6:06 am, you might have thought it was a just a cloudy day with rains later and into the evening. I had a wonderful start because I watched this scene for about 40 minutes before it started to disappear behind the cloud bank.
Regardless of the light, I’m going to make it a good photography day.
Random Thoughts of the Morning
I got a note from my son yesterday. I love it when they take the time to write to me.
People passing on shoulders and double solid lines have my contempt.
I like stepping outside in the total darkness and letting my eyes adjust.
Trump is like a cancer on this country; some fail to treat it. Maybe we will, in a month’s down the road.
Have you ever been camping? – An interesting question from the daily prompt.
I really have to think back about this question. I think I remember camping out as a kid in the Cub Scouts. I know I slept under the stars a few times as a teenager when pulling all-nighters.
I remember camping out all night long for concert tickets when you had to buy them at the box office.
I’ve slept on a beach overnight. I’ve slept on the 18th green. Ah those younger days.
I was weeding out my drafts folder when I ran across this post I started in 2016. Okay, I know it is a decade old. But my drafts folder has swollen to over 500 items. It’s down to about 200 and I’m still trashing things and posting a few that are still relevant or not timely.
Nothing timely about it because the images were shot in 2002 if memory serves me correctly. These were done with one of the first Digital zoom cameras, a Kodak DC50 which was released in 1996 or 97.
I was in town for a Newspaper User group annual meeting hosted by the Dallas Morning News. You know back when Newspapers were still a thriving business.
I remember only having a few hours to walk around the town between meetings. Sorry for the sharpness. The sensor in that camera was 756×504 pixels. And the time between pressing the shutter and the actual image being taken was far too long.
For many years now a family of woodchucks has made part of our wooded yard, and our neighbors wooded area their home. We are both fine with that. They don’t bother anything and are almost impossible to see out. Their sight, sense of smell and hearing must be incredible.
Photo by Mike Hartley
I shot these from a distance, and they easily heard the camera.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Random Thoughts of the Afternoon
I’m so sick of spam calls.
Any day with a dentist’s appointment is not my favorite day.
Before I retired, I thought there would be days I missed working. I was wrong.
There is always a reason. Some just don’t hold water.
The tanning season is under way. Just being outside working yesterday I noticed my arms getting some sun. So, I took a few minutes to lay out on the deck and work on the tan. I’d like to have some contrast with the white sand when I get to the beach this year.
Just the anticipation of being barefoot and walking onto the sand for the first time this season has me grinning ear to ear. I know the chilly weather this week doesn’t bring about thoughts of pilgrimages to the beach for most, but I can’t get it off my mind.
Assateague Island. Photo by Mike Hartley
Though those few warm days sure got people out and about there. Those were the exceptions though and cooler temperatures prevail now. The bathing suit and flip flops remain on standby.
So maybe the month of May will be a time to visit Washington DC. Before it gets into that humid summer heat with all that concrete. Worked there for a long time but haven’t taken advantage of all the sights and museums in decades.
Time to get out of this chair and exercise so I have the energy to walk that town when I get there.
Random Thoughts of the Morning
Someone very close to me is on my mind this morning.
The sunrise on the webcam over the Atlantic in Ocean City was beautiful shades of orange this morning. Watching the sun come up should never be taken for granted.
I see our fearless leader has pulled another boneheaded move and fired the members that oversee the National Science Board. He’s just intimidated by intelligence because he thinks he knows everything.
Spending a few wonderful hours with my oldest granddaughter yesterday still has me smiling this morning because of her laughter and smiles. I love it when it’s time to go and they say to their parents “I want to stay here” and I just say we will be together again soon. Even though I want to say SHE CAN STAY.
I feel like I’m swinging back to more of a nocturnal lifestyle.
When do you feel the most productive? – Asks the daily prompt.
Usually between 3am and 9am is the time I’m most productive on my hobbies and exercise. From 9am to 5pm I’m most productive on the home and yard work. 5pm to midnight I’m most productive on having fun.
So pretty much all day.
I feel productive if the love I shared with someone is felt. I feel productive when I’ve given my best effort that day. I feel productive when I can look back and see or feel something accomplished.
Float like a jellyfish, sting like a jellyfish. Photo by Mike Hartley
I’m not having the best hair day myself, so the hat is on while I work outside. I get so excited when I see nature out in force again vs the winter season.
More nature appeared today and I was quick enough to grab a few frames of a family of woodchucks that live in my lower backyard and the woods that it goes into. I’ll download that later because outdoor chores call again.
I believe it’s an Eastern Bluebird.Photo by Mike Hartley
Being outside soaking up some sun while it’s out today and getting some exercise moving mulch. I have to remember to save some time for fun.
I just took the cover off the car to inspire me, but I want to clean gutters and move at least 10 more bags and start spreading mulch before a break.
Random Thoughts of the Afternoon
The bags of mulch say the same cubic feet per bag, but I swear they are getting heavier.
A wheelbarrow is a nice tool. So is the landscape crew working a few doors up.
The nice thing about this time of year is its pre-bug season. Yes, there are some things flying and crawling around, but peak season is a way off.
I have a goal; there is a pair of hawks that are hunting in my area, and I’d love to catch (photograph) both together.
Lots of things bug me. I’m trying to let go of most of them. As they say “don’t sweat the small stuff” but when it’s not small stuff it’s a bit more of a challenge.
Let’s put the tough stuff aside and have some fun today.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Agenda in no particular order: Hit the Snowball stand. Trimming and raking. Ride in Miata with top down. Store large beach tent. Make 2 appointments. Change oil on one mower. Clean off decks. Exercise. Catch NBA game. Clean grill. Move mulch. Seed bare spots.
I’ve got about 200 photos left to edit and upload. I’d like to complete an illustration and paint a bit. Oh, and I certainly need to make some prints.
Random Thoughts of the Day
Some days the computer keyboard feels like the piano keys and I’m a concert pianist.
I think I’ll work on some night photography this week.
When the only good weather day lands on a Monday it might be one difficult week.
That was some dense fog I drove through this morning.
Each day I hope we change direction. Each day I’m disappointed.
I think I’ll crank up the firepit this evening, sit outside and listen to nature again. But before that the cover comes off the Miata, and I’ll fire up the 2-seat fun machine and eat up some local roads on this hopefully sunny day.
Let’s fire this thing up. Photo by Mike Hartley
It might be a good week to fire up the grill also. I think this coming weekend is the time for that. Then again, the price of meat might just set fire to the weekly budget.
And of course, the body needs to fire out, and I’ll get to the treadmill and dumbbells in a few minutes. I also have several long walks planned this week.
Starting the week off on a Monday in retirement is an entirely different mindset. I look forward to the busy week ahead.
Random Thoughts of the Day
Best time of day – 3am to 11am – I just like early mornings.
My 1-year-old granddaughter’s smile and laugh at me is like a super fuel.
I need to make reading more a priority.
Harford Road off the Beltway and up to Belair is a road full of twisties. A new route for my Miata.
That fog this morning was like driving through a white out.
It looks like Mother Nature has taken that “Go Green” slogan to heart. Everything went green in no time.
I hope to do something today that my body might not want to do in the future.
The daily prompt is asking a question (What are your favorite emojis?) that I have no answer for because I’m old and say what I want with words and actions.
My favorite emotions are laughter and love. And I think I’ll try to spread both today.
Wishing it was a sunny day but that isn’t happening so a little color from nature to start my day. Feeling a little tense to start, but there is a cure for everything if you watch TV. Hopefully I won’t need any of those meds in the future. Plus, I have my mind and that is a strong tool against poor feelings and pain.
I’m excited about today and this coming week. Starting to set my goals a little higher in several areas. This blog is one of them, so more content is on the way.
Today is overcast so I’ll do some indoor shooting, but Monday is good from sunrise to sunset, and I’ll be taking advantage of that both shooting and driving with the top down. It looks to be the warmest day of the week.
Wow, time to get out of this chair already. Duties call. I’ll return this afternoon.
Random Thoughts of the Day
Finding a bag of jellybeans you didn’t know you had is a nice treat.
I like taking new routes to destinations I’ve been to.
There are 20 plus bags of mulch in the driveway to spread elsewhere.
Being at peace with oneself isn’t always the easiest thing to do.
The daily prompt asks – What topics do you like to discuss?
I used to enjoy addressing issues that face us and our government but that went out about a decade ago. I can talk about cars and sports, but I tend to like deeper issues and conversations now.
The important things in life. Relationships, how to spend the days in retirement. I can talk about grandkids and the pride I had in working in the newspaper industry. Remember the importance of the Sunday Newspaper. Well, a few of the old timers do.
The changes I’ve seen in technology is a topic I can expand on a good bit. I’d like to talk about my hobbies and interests, but few share them.
Food, history, nature and fun things to do are all good topics.
My desire to be outside on days like this is slim to none. Cool, cloudy and about to get wet again. For the time being I’m imagining a warm summer morning midweek with nothing planned for the day and I grab a beach towel, flip flops, camera, keys and wallet and put the top down and point the car east for a few hours till I hit sand and the Atlantic Ocean.
First on the sand today. Photo by Mike Hartley
But back to reality I turned on some good music, and my day is looking up. Just called to wish my best friend a happy birthday. I got talk with my daughter which always makes my day. Anytime I hear my kids voices my day is a good one. And I’ll see my son tomorrow, so the weekend is a great one.
This getting old thing is starting to wear on me, and I’ve got to get busy on turning back the clock on the body. This is going to take both time and effort as any good thing does. So, I pulled out the dumbbells and started working. Strength and tone are the starting point. New rule, for every 15 minutes sitting at the computer a set or two or three on the dumbbells.
I like listening to music when I start to get out of sorts. It usually puts me on a better direction. Then again sometimes I remember using it to really pump me up. Nothing like some aggressive rock and roll to kick in the testosterone and adrenalin rush. Good for workouts now.
Random Thoughts of the Day
As happy as I was yesterday about my accomplishments, I’m that unhappy today with my lack of progress. I still have 5 hours left to turn it around.
The older I get the more a cold rain makes my bones hurt.
There is only how you use the next hour. I might nap on that thought.
The importance of each day is not to be taken for granted. Friday was a very productive day. The body is feeling it, but the mind is happy with the progress made. Being outside on a sunny day working hard is rewarding in the way it’s always been.
We decided to treat ourselves at our local pub. Oscars Alehouse in Woodstock MD. Another great meal and service. I didn’t need the brownie sundae though. The problem is that I couldn’t get on the treadmill to work some of it off because I could barely walk on one foot last night. Getting old is hard to work around somedays.
A missed opportunity to put the top down and take a cruise in some nice weather yesterday. The week ahead looks cooler than normal. Guess I’ll just have to tough it out and maybe put the side windows up a bit. I’ll try to remember a couple of months ago I wouldn’t be complaining about temps in the 50s and 60s.
It’s car show season again. And Cruising Ocean City is coming up next week. Or as we say in this region CRUSING.
I keep trying to talk my best friend into taking his Vette there for the weekend. Or the Corvette weekend they have in the summer. But he’s still got his nose to the grindstone, so maybe when he retires, I’ll coral him and head down together.
This morning I was all set to attend the monthly show at Mikey and Mel’s in Maple Lawn, but it was so overcast and cool I cancelled that trip.
Today is a day of recovery and inside production tasks. Like editing a few hundred more images and uploading them to my site.
When is the last time you took a risk? How did it work out? – Asks the daily prompt.
Every time we get in our cars we take a risk. Yesterday was no different except the incident was right in my own neighborhood. I’ve lived here for 40 years, and I’ve never been passed on our neighborhood street. Our neighborhood is only one dead end street that is less than a half mile long.
So, on the way home after dinner this car flew past me a few doors up from my home on a curve. I went down the street to see where this person was going. I returned to my home and calmed down for a few minutes before walking down to the home that used to be one of our friends who had just moved a few months before, so these are new neighbors.
I was calm in speaking to the mother who came to the door and didn’t curse or threaten but I made it clear that wasn’t acceptable being I was doing 23 mph in a 25-mph speed limit. I pointed out that there are a lot of children, grandchildren and elderly around and it would be very serious if someone were to get hurt. She said she’d speak to her son.
Well, the father came up later and apologized for the son and said he would be up also to speak to me also. I thought that was great because that is what I would do except I’d have my son with me.
I’m not the neighborhood busy body or police but when someone does something that threatens the community, I’ll say something. Now there are people in the world where this might not have turned out as well. Unfortunately, I’ll probably get a second swing at this because there is another new neighbor who has some friends that come over in their exotic cars and have gotten squirrely in the neighborhood.
Mother nature is supplying the color, and my better half is sprinkling the gardens and yard with beauty. Me, I’m the DESTROYER. Power tools in hand and chopping, digging or cutting. That’s my role. Just taking a break after cutting the front 50 and some raking.
About to do the difficult part and push cut the mountain of a backyard.
You don’t get better weather days than this. Sunny and the high 70s with a mild breeze.
Nature is alive and buzzing. Like the bumblebees that fly around me.
All I know is that I felt like a colorful midday post and came up with this.
So let me return to the great outdoors and make a push to finish strong today. Then treat us to a nice dinner.
New York City sharing itself with the masses. The sign says “Don’t worry. Even if you leave New York, you’ll always be a New Yorker.” I like that. I’ve always followed the Yankees but only been to one game there in my life.
I did find that city quite addicting. I think I’ll start doing a regular pilgrimage there to take in the sights and people. And pictures of course.
Photo by Mike Hartley
I enjoy finding some colors in concrete like below.
Right spot, right time. Photo by Mike Hartley
I’ve got two days of yard work to cram into one, so I’d better get outside. Plus, I’d like to put a few miles on the Miata before the rains this weekend. So off I go. Have a great day all, I’ll be back later.
The daily prompt asks me to – Describe a risk you took that you do not regret.
Risky things I don’t regret.
Going 140 mph on a motorcycle – was exhilarating.
Getting married – a wonderful family as a result.
Buying a home when we couldn’t afford it was a big risk, but it worked out.
Sharing my work (photos and words) finally.
When I was young and at a fair I went on a ride and it broke while we were on it. They couldn’t stop it for almost an hour. That is one risk I regret and won’t get on amusement rides again.
Time for the weekly Thursday Doors challenge with our host Dan Antion. For those who love entrances, exits and the buildings and art that surrounds them this is the spot for you. The wonderful contributions from everywhere will delight. Share your own link in the comments on Dan’s weekly Door’s page.
A short trip to New York City last week with my better half. Some shots are from moving vehicles.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Any door that is 5 hinges is going to be a tall door.
Photo by Mike Hartley
The American Irish Historical Society entrance. I believe that was on 5th Avenue.
Photo by Mike Hartley
What a city, I could spend the rest of my life shooting New York City.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Even the simple doors were golden.
Photo by Mike Hartley
I wonder how much a room cost there.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Doors of music.
Photos by Mike Hartley
If those doors are hot, I’m not entering.
Photos by Mike Hartley
This was a cool entrance. And I had time to zoom in on the inside.
Photo by Mike Hartley
The Africa Center.
Photo by Mike Hartley
So many museums and galleries I need to go back and see.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Rockefeller Center and Top of The Rock were great. But the 9/11 Museum was the highlight of the trip for me.
No more big city shots next week. Returning to my local roots. Have a great day.
The daily prompt asks me to – Write about a time when you didn’t take action but wish you had. What would you do differently?
I wish I had told our companies president that I had enough to do at work and that playing his families personal computer technician and home repair/install person wasn’t part of my job. What I would have done differently is to have grown a pair and to tell him to put his family of Mac’s where the sun doesn’t shine.
I had two recent images I didn’t know what to do with till I saw the common element. Yellow. I figured I’d post these in absence of that bright yellow sunshine I’m missing this morning.
Yellow line-up in NYC. Photo by Mike Hartley
I’ll let the morning rain pass and head out this afternoon for some fresh images.
A bloom in the kitchen yesterday morning. Photo by Mike Hartley
Random Thoughts of the Morning
The first decision of the day was a poor one, a cherry pop tart for breakfast. But it was good.
Have our values fallen or is it our indifference to what they are.
I don’t know when it started but I seem to go to the pharmacy often.
I’m always reminded to trim my beard more often this time of year, so I don’t look like summer Santa.
The older you get the better showers feel.
I have a taste for a good bowl of cream of crab soup.
The number of cameras in this world watching us is staggering. I guess I’m one of them. I don’t do many videos. Almost none, just still photography. I enjoy people’s reaction when they see a camera now. Almost like they are offended if I raise it to my eye. Not knowing, 100 cell phones just snapped their picture, and they have been under video surveillance all day.
The city is always full of prying eyes. Photo by Mike Hartley
I have been enjoying shooting more people lately. I think I’ll head out tomorrow and do some fresh shooting.
Photo by Mike Hartley
I’m not in big cities often so NYC was unique to me but by the looks of people there it’s routine.
The Ted Kaczynski’s style is making a comeback. Photo by Mike Hartley
I’ll be back to shooting small towns in Maryland soon unless we visit DC or Baltimore. Which sound like good ideas also.
How do you unwind after a demanding day? – Asks the daily prompt again.
Thankfully most of my demanding days are behind me. I guess taking care of the grandchildren is a demanding day now. And that I can recover from physically, while I’m smiling mentally.
To be honest I enjoyed challenging and demanding days and assignments when I was working. That was till they weren’t appreciated and then it became demanding in another way. And by appreciating, I mean a simple thank you would have been fine a vast majority of the time. Luckily, I had some good managers over the 5 decades who knew how to say that.
Sometimes the most demanding part of the day was the hour or more each way to and from work. Especially when the weather was poor.
Some of the things I used to do:
Sometimes when I got home before sunrise I’d sit outside and listen to nature come alive. Especially on warm summer mornings.
Listening to music was always a go too.
Get a hug from my better half.
The last several years of work I would write a bit when I got home.
Some years ago, I played on company softball teams or bowling leagues.
Pickup basketball games with friends in the early years.
There were a number of years I’d go for a short ride on the motorcycle before dinner when I worked day shifts.
Some years when I got off work between midnight and 3am, I’d just sit in the quiet at home. Now that I think about it, there was always a lot of noise involved in my work. Maybe that is why the quiet sounded so good.
Sports are a great stress release. Then again so is a cold beverage. Photo by Mike Hartley
I started working hard this morning, but truth be told I faded this afternoon and took a nap. Yeah, I occasionally fall into that old people category. And with energy restored, a good dinner under my belt and lots of ideas to work well into the evening if the mind and body hold up.
A little music, if you please. It’s now time to crank up the speakers a bit and get rocking. Few things are better than some inspirational music and some time to enjoy it, and plan what I want to do.
I just got an idea from a song that came on that I hadn’t listened to in a while. The song title is “Heart of the Sunrise” by the group Yes. The idea is for one of my day trips to Ocean City this summer I’m going to time leaving so I get to the inlet parking lot and play that song as the sun is coming up that morning.
I will finish editing the NYC shoot and upload that to the photo site. I will work on a painting. I will watch some of the NBA action and I will charge the camera batteries for tomorrows shooting. I will make some prints. I will get busy before the night gets away from me.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Random Thoughts of the Evening
It’s good to hear about a brother’s relationship restored.
There is a lot to be said late at night. Not much of it makes sense though.
Like Motley Crue says “I’m on my way, Home Sweet Home”
Clear communication from governments would be nice but that may be asking for too much right now.
I have yet to see a shade of blue in the sky I don’t like.
The daily prompt wants to know – How do you use social media?
First rule of social media with me is to use it and not let it use me. I like some social media, like WordPress and Zenfolio. My blogging and photography sites. I work on them often and enjoy them very much.
I have a Facebook account, but I try to use that less and less each day. I keep track of old neighborhood, school and work friends through that tool. Also enjoying some comedy clips and other humor like cartoons. Oh, and the car club and event meet ups and things at the beach for my pilgrimages there.
I used to use LinkedIn when I was working a bit. Now the only time I check in with it is with an old friend who might be having a work anniversary or new job.
YouTube is something I enjoy for music and comedy as well as the occasional karma video just to reinforce that some balance in the universe exists.
I believe I have an Instagram account and Flicker one but I don’t use them. I should delete them.
I’m proud to say I’ve NEVER done Twitter or X.
I’ve used Reddit from time to time because I’ve found good advice/information on things.
I use email a lot because I enjoy writing to friends and family often. I guess I got that from my mother, she was an avid writer. That’s social, isn’t it?
I’ll go with the short stack of pancakes this morning.
Jot down the first thing that comes to your mind. – Interesting task from the daily prompt.
It was a string of thoughts, first thing this morning. As I sat at the keyboard wondering if I was going to make pancakes or bacon for breakfast, then I read this question while my back is having a spasm and I’m thinking is this going to be an all-day thing or one off.
I get tired of pain. It comes with age, the wear and tear of jobs and activities over the years. The mind changes to accept some or a lot of pain somedays and nobody is the wiser for it. Other times it’s harder to hide.
Pain wakes me, and if it doesn’t it always says good morning at some point.
I’m not sure of the time, but it’s been in the last few years, that I’ve had to start thinking about what activities I do and how I go about them. Something simple like cutting the lawn and trimming and cleanup. It used to be a one-day thing. I split it now into two. I didn’t consciously do this, but I just found myself doing it and realized it in the last year or two.
Finding myself taking a break, after washing the cars before I clean the interiors. All kinds of little things like that. Well at least I’m thankful that I’m still here and up and around to do things I’ve done all my life. Just a little slower.
Reminder, regardless of how I wake, be it physical or mental pain, concern about family and friends, or bills or the car that needs to be replaced. I always pause and smile for a bit for the shot at another day.
As usual I’ve rambled on too long. Have a great Sunday.
If bacon isn’t the first thought of the day, it’s usually in there somewhere. Photo by Mike Hartley
I like watching a family of woodchucks occasionally come up and feed in my backyard. But today was different. I’m usually very quiet because any noise and they bolt back to the wooded nest and tunnels. It had been about 2 minutes just watching him graze and then I saw him move faster than any time in the past.
Out of the corner of my eye, I see this hawk swoop in with incredible speed and throw on some air brakes. His timing is off and woodchuck makes it back to the woods. I had my camera, but I was looking through a screen. And it all happened so fast I didn’t even have a chance to reach for it.
I’ve got to start sitting outside with the monopod and just keep scanning. There is always wildlife in my backyard.
Describe a random encounter with a stranger that stuck out positively to you. – Asks the daily prompt.
While in New York city earlier this week, I saw a couple holding hands. I thought how uncommon it is that I see that now. It reminded me to hold my better half’s hand more often again. Not that I ever stopped but it’s something that should be done regularly.
No we are not going outside. Just talk to the hand. Photo by Mike Hartley
Another beautiful day. It started early, but I got a recharge from my daughter in the way of some pictures of her and daughter this morning having doughnuts together smiling widely.
I’ve been to the hardware for tools, hopefully a few minutes to do some shooting later today. Now is the time for the difficult chore of the day before it gets late. Mowing the back hill.
When visiting NYC earlier this week we walked to the Wall Street area where I shot this. I like that both are looking up. I hope our youth is looking up.
The Fearless Girl facing the NYSE. Photo by Mike Hartley
Random Thoughts of the Day
Bring it on Mother Nature. I love this heat.
I’ve got my May tan working in April.
I didn’t know how to spell arthritis before I got it.
Feels good to spend the day outside.
This yard gets bigger each year I cut it.
I love the keyboards by Billie Powell on Free Bird.
The daily prompt asks me to – Describe a decision you made in the past that helped you learn or grow.
Later in my career I turned down a management position because I wanted to keep pursuing a more technical track that I had been on. I had management experience and positions before that, but I didn’t feel the challenge the technical parts gave me. Turning it down didn’t make the upper management happy.
I was even told the VP didn’t accept no to things like that. Too bad for him. He tried to block another move I made to the UNIX Admin team and he failed there also. I applied for a position in that group and interviewed, was offered the job, accepted the job, was given a transition schedule and start. The VP was on vacation and when he returned, he tried to squash it.
He failed at that one also because either it was that position or I was walking out. That position was one of the best learning experiences I had there. Thank you, Joe and John for sharing all that knowledge.
Plant dem seeds of knowledge. Photo by Mike Hartley
I could spend another lifetime just photographing New York City. I could spend a lifetime just doing any one discipline in photography like architecture or people in that city.
One of the few forms of transportation that we didn’t try this week in NYC.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Parts of town were so colorful and intense. Others are quite brutal and grey. I know we are going back to visit because there are some major draws that we must see. And I look forward to shooting many more images of the town and its people.
But back to my hometown state and area. Still lots to shoot and share here.
Sleeping and waking up in my own bed today. A pretty good feeling and some good rest. I slept like a rock when I hit the sheets. It was nice to be away but nothing like home.
Days of work await because things don’t stop because I was away. The grass continues to grow, bills come in, home maintenance needs continue to build. And I still have a smile on my face even though I can see I’m going to be beat at the end of the weekend.
I’ve spent a few hours cutting grass and weeding till lunchtime and I’m sore already. Plus, two other injuries of late have this body feeling the pain again. Well, it’s mind over matter today. I’m going to power through.
But first I am going to take a break and put my feet on the gas and clutch on the Miata. And remind myself how much my tires like a warm track and some great rock and roll. YEEE HA. Don’t worry, I’ll calm down a bit before engaging gears. That shower revived the body a bit. Time to free the mind.
It feels so good also to have taken a break from writing and it feels great to be back to it. A change of perspective is sometimes helpful.
Time for the weekly Thursday Doors challenge with our host Dan Antion. For those who love entrances, exits and the buildings and art that surrounds them this is the spot for you. The wonderful contributions from everywhere will delight. Share your own link in the comments on Dan’s weekly Door’s page.
I’m torn this week. I have a number of shots from the shoot in Ellicott City that I used some of last week. Or the doors I shot the few days I was in NYC.
Well, I decided to finish off the series I started last week of my wife’s hometown.
A little color to start spring with.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Some doors try to add sparkle.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Looks as if you need a pot if you’re going to bring a housewarming gift.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Watch your STEP please.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Privacy please.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Hey, they named the place. (I used to bank here almost 6 decades ago)
Photo by Mike Hartley
Always an open-door policy here.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Rebuilding from past floods and getting ready for the next.
Photos by Mike Hartley
Okay, the doors for this town are shut. Next week NYC Doors
What place in the world do you never want to visit? Why? – Asks the daily prompt this fine Thursday morning.
That is a tough one because until recently we haven’t traveled much. At one time I never thought of wanting to visit Russia. I still don’t but I have a different view of the country after working with a young man from Russia for several years who had immigrated here with his family. He taught me about parts of the country, and you could feel his missing some spots he talked about or showed me on the map from his youth.
I guess North Korea because there is a good chance I’d never get to see any of it and probably never be able to leave.
This gives me a good idea of a post of places I’m going to visit.
Back in the saddle again here at mission control (home). My better half and I took a few days and traveled to New York City. It was a grand time. I had a few physical things bothering me, but I powered through. It was a short trip, Sunday morning, till this Wednesday evening. The weather was great and the city was alive.
The Amtrac train from BWI to NYC, to our hotel, just a few streets north of Penn Station. Then out and about to see the town. We walked to Rockefeller Center and went to the Top of The Rock. What a view, we went to all 3 levels and just marveled at the sights.
Lunch at a restaurant in Rockefeller Center and a walk around the buildings and artworks/sculptures. Wandered over to St. Patrick’s and observed mass and the beauty inside and out. Of course, the kids in us had to go over to FAO Swartz to rediscover the kids inside us. Just an update – toys have changed. Saw Radio City.
We were ready to head back, and I saw a large building with the Christies name. Just walked in and asked what it was, thinking Christie’s is an auction house for those who would spend my net worth on lunch. Turns out it was their Fine Art Gallery. And open to the public. Another wonderful chuck of time spent viewing wonderful works of art over 3 floors. Knowledgeable staff at each step but so invisible allowing for a great viewing experience. And I could take pictures. Not like I wasn’t snapping away the whole trip.
We did Times Square on the way back and had a late dinner at the Tick Tock diner which is right around the corner from where we stayed. After walking 7 miles that day we just wanted a good bite to eat and then get horizontal and rest the puppies.
The 9/11 Memorial and Museum were the highlight of my trip. Photo by Mike Hartley
Monday was spent at the 9/11 Museum and Memorial and Wall Street. The first took my breath away again and triggered some tears. The second is what I thought it would be. I wish everyone in this country could visit the memorial/museum. The only other place I’ve been where I’ve seen people be respectful of where they were was in Arlington Cemetery.
I met a wonderful young lady who worked at Newsweek which was a sister publication of The Washington Post. She just happened to be working by the display of one of the few things I didn’t know about the day. A single pane of glass, I think she said from the 82 floor was on only one that survived unbroken that day.
I’ve watched, read and seen photos/videos of that day more than most. Seeing the physical space, items from that day was totally different and even more impactful.
Tuesday, we had planned to walk a bit of Central Park. That is the day after more than 10 miles the first two days, arthritis in my feet started to bother me. That and the fact I almost ripped the nail off my little toe early that morning with a door. Still, we marshaled a dozen blocks up to catch the Uptown tour bus that rounds Central Park. Roasting in the sun on the bus for 2 hours didn’t hit us till the breeze stopped when we got off. Didn’t realize how hot we had got.
Ducked into the Playwright Irish Pub for lunch and some A/C. Did some people watching in Times Square on the way back to the hotel. Got back and didn’t want a ton to eat so we asked where the best pizza nearby was. Best answer to that question I ever got. Went to a little spot right up the street at 36th and 9th called Vito’s.
Oh, can’t forget Burgerolgy from Monday night – great smashburger. I was so stuffed and disappointed I couldn’t get a shake.
Today my better half slept in a bit. I was up early wandering around, people watched and then rested in the lobby till the free breakfast opened. Returned to sleeping beauty (she really is) and we just got ready leisurely and rolled into Penn Station early, had a casual lunch and boarded our ride home.
We already have a long list for our next visit. The highline, a Broadway play, The Summit One Vanderbilt, The Plaza, Strawberry Fields. The Met and many more. Looks like more than one trip.
We are not seasoned travels by any means. I find these short trips fun. But it’s GOOD to be HOME again.
The shot above was from my phone. I just downloaded the first cameras shooting and that was over 400 images. I’m worried about looking at the second camera and iPhone for fear of the editing time involved.
But the good side is I’m sure I’ll have a few photos that will remind me of points I didn’t bring up above.
When I still feel like a kid, it’s very hard to think of my kids as grown adults with kids. But it’s happened, and the stages of life have progressed with abandon. Big anniversaries and reunions have passed.
This can’t be, I’m still dancing around to the music, I’m creating more than I did when I was in my 20s and inspired. I see endless ideas and opportunities.
The mind feels as young as it ever did most days.
It’s the damn body that is the reminder. That look in the mirror and seeing grey. Just for the record grey doesn’t bother me. It’s a normal part of aging. You won’t find me coloring my beard or hair. But that grey wasn’t there at 40 or 50 and a few that were barely noticeable at 60, are now the predominant population in the beard. And now it’s moving north and the temples are starting to lose that brown color.
Things taken for granted like walking and hiking can be dangerous to attempt now. Turning an ankle is one thing. Done that a hundred times as a youth. But I bet the turned ankle now would result in a fall which might result in another injury.
The number of people getting pieces of them replaced is incredible. Hips, knees, shoulders and I guess more that I don’t know about.
I hurt my knee months ago playing with a grandchild. But that won’t stop me. Sometime my grandson can ride on my back and it’s no issue. Other times not. But this horse will still saddle him up. I’ll do that and do anything to make them happy and laugh.
Happily, by the time they are getting to the age where physical rides on Papa and races and wrestling matches will fade and they will see that Papa could use some help and give me a hand around the house and yard when they visit.
Of course, I have a hard time admitting I can’t do anything. Not that I’m any master tradesman, I just have skills that have gotten me by without a tremendous amount of assistance.
I hope I don’t lose that youthful mindset, but reality is in that mirror each day. That is why I avoid them.
Art and youth. Photo by Mike Hartley
Random Thoughts of the Day
Watching the wind move the tops of trees is like watching nature dance.
Watching and enjoying it is good. Watching and learning is good. Watching and being moved to thought, emotion or action is good. Watching and getting nothing is a waste of time.
Watching the speed of days increase as we age.
Watching the screen gets more difficult to see with time.
The breeze that keeps me aloft and shining are my children.
Ocean City Kite Festival. Photo by Mike Hartley
The breeze that is always there. The wind blows them in their own direction, watching as they encounter and navigate their way.
When I think of the feeling of a breeze. I place myself on the beach in summer, the sounds of the waves and grandchildren laughing and feeling that’s slightly cooler than air temp light breeze off the ocean water is like bliss and invigorating at the same time. Cooling to the skin, freshness in the lungs as a relaxed wave rolls through my body.
Just like the breeze of the thought of my kids each day refreshes me.
If you need a Getaway car this might just be the package. For the owner had personalized his license plate – ESCPLAN – and this might be the one. But it could also land you behind bars.
Surprised this one made it by the screeners. Photo by Mike Hartley
Be safe on the roads. Take these beasts to the track.
Home sweet home. And boy is it after 4 decades away from it far too often. I’ve developed a real love for it in retirement. Yeah, it’s old and small and needs some things, but it’s HOME.
MyFavorite rooms in the housein descending order.
The Bedroom – It’s not the room I spend the most time in, but it’s the room the most fun is in. And some sleep.
The Office – No not the TV show. Not the work office. I was thinking of my home office. I used to spend some time in it before I retired but now it’s my full-time space.
The Workroom – This moved way up the list in retirement. I’m spending more and more time in it working.
The Basement – Where some of the exercise equipment is. Where the big screen is. Where a lot of the power tools reside.
The Kitchen – Always a favorite. I thought it would be getting more attention because I hope to cook a lot more but that’s only increased slightly.
The Decks – I’m out on the Decks quite a bit. I take breaks from doing yard work. I lay in the hammock or lounge chair from time to time catching some rays. Sometimes to chat with my better half when she is outside. Plus, there is a firepit there now so that is some extra time also.
The Family Room – When we watch TV together upstairs. Or have a fire.
The Living Room – The only time I’m in there is when I’m passing through or we have company.
The Dining Room – Thanksgiving and Christmas.
The Laundry Room – Contains a couple machines I’m not familiar with and most importantly my fridge full of drinks.
The Furnace Room – Storage and Equipment. Nothing but work in this room. And every 25-35 years a huge hit with a new furnace and A/C.
Garage – WISHING I HAD ONE.
The Shed – It’s not that I don’t like it. My back has a hatred of it because of the work it means and the pain it gives. Otherwise, it’s the proud parking space for the old John Deere. Both the shed and the JD need replacement.
And being winter is over, I’ll be spending a lot more time getting tools out and back into the shed from now on.
Some days I have trouble focusing. That isn’t entirely bad, sometimes I’ve made some great strides by stepping away from the computer to the easel to the workroom, then picking up the cameras and heading out. Like this post, which I started yesterday.
It’s good when I hit a sticking point or that I complete a step in the painting and want to look more closely or think about modifying my idea. After photo editing for a few hours, sometimes I must get up and away from the screen.
Scattered impulses. Photo by Mike Hartley
I thought I would lose that feeling of being lazy if I relaxed or slept. I haven’t. And when I do those things the flashback to beat myself up over it seems to be returning.
My mind feels like it’s in a million fragments. Split between decades of warring factions for my time and efforts.
When I started to schedule my time, it worked for a bit but then it became uncomfortable. Most of my life I’ve had to be very flexible. Able to respond to emergencies at all hours. At the same time having several projects and regular duties. So, my normal comfort zone is moving from task to task, task to project, project to project, project to meeting, meeting to meeting and emergencies thrown in between each often. And the fun days of going from emergency to emergency or the best one, multiple system or network failures at the same time.
Doing the job of two people is nice job security when they are only paying you for one. Makes it hard to replace you. It also helped me at times with my outspoken personality at times. That and some good people around me, that stood up for me.
Now I’m my own boss. It might look like I don’t work as hard as I used to. But in creative ways I do and much more. I like learning, observing, thinking and practicing. While a picture or carving might be good in time when I acquire some more skills, that work before it will be significant and maybe the most enjoyable part.
As I think back to my professional career, the journey was the fun part. There were several moves in positions that challenged me in ways I didn’t know I could accomplish. Some technical, some managerial, some personal.
People made it fun along the way and I’m grateful for that. I don’t have that so far in my retirement pursuits. Not that I don’t have people around me, just not working together on my arts. That was why I was kind of excited when my granddaughter seemed to like drawing with me.
Part of the dynamic that made me better was working with others. I’m feeling the need to return to that in the future in some way.
Most of us are under the radar. In life, in jobs, in relationships. Think about how well you know the people closest to you. How well do those closest to you actually know all about you. From my observations we know little about each other. Even close and long-term relationships know only a small percentage of a person.
Think of how few people have been part of your entire life. Yes, a lot of you might say your parents, but most of you will outlive them.
I reflect on a lot of long-time co-workers who I spent decades with that only know parts of me. They might know a drive or skill that others, even the closest, never see.
The experiences shared with friends who are no longer with us. The secrets all of us carry. The hurts, the longing, the missed opportunities.
Only the luckiest will know over half a person. Think of all the things you have never shared with anyone. Yes, people may know of events or circumstances, but they don’t know your feelings.
Think of how many things you don’t share each day. And that is normal and good. There should be things that are special to you. Maybe some very tough memories and experiences. But maybe some good realizations or insights.
It could be a simple discovery. For instance, one day late in my career, I realized it was just a job. Duh. Now admitting that isn’t a proud thing, kind of embarrassing so not often shared by me.
How well do we know our own children? I’d like to think well but I’m sure there is a lot I don’t know. As time has gone on, I’m slowly learning about the things I did that made them laugh or embarrassed. I don’t know all their friends. I don’t know how they are when with their in-laws.
At Johns Hopkins Applied Physics complex. And yes, that is a big, big piece. Photo by Mike Hartley
I’m a very open person and I’m guessing a fair number of people might think they know me pretty well. They know the pieces I allow them to or share.
I do have a mission of sorts, and this blog is part of it. I’d like my children to know me better and that is why I write here and why I’m starting a book for them.
A good friend just showed me a project, her and her husband together of their family history in a book. A wonderful thing but I’m hoping for a lot more. For them to know more about the person I am. Good and bad. Professional and unprofessional. As a friend to many. As a father and husband.
I have so many holes about my own father and so many questions that will never be answered. It’s an uncomfortable feeling to have and I don’t want my children to have it. Plus, I’ve made so many mistakes along the way in life maybe I can save them from hitting the same potholes.
I have a lot of emotions and feelings, but boredom isn’t one of them. I guess I find or think about things to entertain myself. I’m lucky in life to be full of things to keep me interested and engaged. I guess we learned that as kids when we were sent out the door and had to make our own fun.
Creating games, building forts in the woods, making contests up, modifying conventional games to new games.
I used to think school was boring. I was just ignoring what I was there for. Luckily, I got excited about learning shortly after.
I find bored to be kind of a sad emotion.
Life is full of opportunities to be bored. Yeah, sitting in traffic is boring for some. I used to see how many personal license plates I could find. Or guessing the year and model of the cars around me. Listening to music and seeing how in tune I could sing and remember lyrics or stay in rhythm playing drums on the steering wheel.
Some people get bored on long drives even when not in traffic. Not me. I love seeing different places. Even the same route to the beach I take, which is just short of a 3-hour drive, I still find interesting. Noting the changes over the decades along the way and stopping at new places.
People in waiting rooms look bored because they have their faces on their phones and frown instead of smiling from talking to the person seated next to them.
My favorite boardwalk, Ocean City Maryland. Photo by Mike Hartley
And yes, I know the difference between board and bored. I just didn’t have a good shot of a bored person.
The daily prompt asks – Describe something you learned in high school.
Now there is a question that is asking me to go back a lot of decades. I went back and looked at the answer I gave to this question 2 years ago in a post called Early Learning, so I thought I’d give an update to that being my reunion was after that post.
We had our 50th HS reunion last year. Here are a few things observed or heard and learned.
I almost didn’t go to my own reunion. One of my closest classmates and friends passed away. Another best friend and some other close ones in those days also weren’t coming because of distance and funds. There were a few neighborhood friends that were going so that was enough for me to say yes.
Wow, people change. Thank goodness for nametags with pictures from our senior year. At the same time some people stay remarkably the same.
Lots of people moved away or stayed for a while and then moved when they retired.
It was nice to see how easy it was to pick up some conversations with the ease we had in high school. But with an adult version. Watching people smile about family and professional updates.
There were laughter and smiles. Hugs and photos. Arnie and Mike stood side by side again (tallest and shortest guys in our class).
People spoke of trips or wishes for trips. There was a slide show and group photo.
Some were still trying to impress. Some had grown into comfortable adults.
Some retired, some working, some unwillingly retired because of health.
Lots of classmates had died. And in the few months right after that we lost 3 more.
It was a pretty good turnout and time for a class that was a bit apathetic. Of course, those were troubled times and a lot of troubled families.
Severn River Sunset. The sun has set on a lot of people. Photo by Mike Hartley
Two wonderful partners and I started a business in this building a long time ago. I’ve always loved the look of this structure, and it’s always great returning to the town I started my newspaper career in.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Having the Patapsco River right beside it was a beautiful and calming thing. Except when it rained hard. That stream can turn into a raging river in no time.
Photo by Mike Hartley
The OEC (Old Ellicott City) sign wasn’t there when we were residents.
Photo by Mike Hartley
I have great memories each time I wander this town. Unfortunately, the days of a local community newspaper have passed it seems.
Describe one positive change you have made in your life. – Asks the daily prompt.
Two years ago, I answered this question by saying I made a healthy body weight. Glad to say I’ve kept that up.
Today I’ll answer by saying retirement was a positive change I made. I’m so glad I did and I wish I could have done it sooner. I worked hard for almost 6 decades and I had enough by my mid 60s but was worried about funds so I continued to work a bit longer. Fortunately for me the company offered a buyout.
Now retirement isn’t for everyone as I’ve found out. Many continue to work of their own choice. Some by necessity. I’m one who has embraced retirement and will use the time to pursue a second career, enjoy life and relax a bit.
Won’t be much longer till I’ll be doing some ZZZ’s here. Photo by Mike Hartley
I’ve moved away from technology to more creative efforts. I’ve moved from a harried pace to a hammock.
The walk around Ellicott City Wednesday took an unexpected turn and I headed up Main Street north of the downtown area. I was shooting for my Thursday Doors update and came upon one of the new trucks at the West End Service – All Roads Trucks.
Photo by Mike Hartley
And the detailing. I’m a sucker for chrome and pinstriping designs.
Photo by Mike Hartley
They have done a nice job in this business location.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Of course, I had to throw on some Grateful Dead on the way home from the walk.
Time for the weekly Thursday Doors challenge with our host Dan Antion. For those who love entrances, exits and the buildings and art that surrounds them this is the spot for you. The wonderful contributions from everywhere will delight. Share your own link in the comments on Dan’s weekly Door’s page.
I took a walk around wife’s hometown of Ellicott City again. Not necessarily the best doors but some unique entrances.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Note the flood mark on the door.
Photo by Mike Hartley
I like the bells attached to the door handle.
Photo by Mike Hartley
This door is going to be a challenge to get to.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Come on in.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Bill Knapp Sculpture and Fine Furnishings shop above.
What is the most fun way to exercise? – Asks the daily prompt.
Besides the obvious one we all enjoy. I’d say basketball was the most fun I had exercising. But this body doesn’t play much anymore so I like to walk with my camera. I did about 4-5 miles yesterday.
Weightlifting is fun. I always enjoyed playing baseball as a youth but never thought of that as a lot of exercise.
Working on my home and yard is good exercise. Sometimes too much.
Detailing my car is fun exercise.
But the MOST FUN way to exercise for me is playing with my grandchildren.
Who says you can’t get kids to brush isn’t approaching it the right way. Photo by Mike Hartley
Back roads here I come. A midweek midday drive through some country roads, maybe stop at a little local shop for lunch and talk with some county residents.
It’s good for clearing my head and doing a reset.
Photo by Mike Hartley along River Road.
Random Thoughts of the Day
I wonder if I’ll ever fully know myself.
I try to write to my kids frequently. I don’t always get a reply and that is fine because they told me they like them.
There is always a time of day when I feel at peace. Just wishing it was more often.
I could watch water flow in a stream or waves hitting the shore forever.
Another friggin book question from the daily prompt – What book could you read over and over again.
I need to read the book called “Show Your Work” again. It inspired me to do a lot more and instilled some more confidence in me.
Maybe by the end of this year, I’ll be reading something I’ve written because I’ll probably be moving from the writing part to the editing function by that time.
The daily prompt asks – If you could be a character from a book or film, who would you be? Why?
I would like to be the grandfather in the book my kids gave me called Grandpa’s Wish List. It’s a book I can read to the young ones on all the things I’d like to do and build for them and adventures to go on. It’s a short children’s book but one that reminds me to be that person for them. Not that I have much problem remembering their importance to me.
We attended our first Columbia Cruisin Night, partially to get a 3 Brothers pizza and for me obviously the dual benefit of wandering around some of my favorite automobiles.
Plus, yellow was a nice color to start off the day after Easter.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Yellow, one of my daughter’s favorite colors.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Sunny days, warm temps, the smell of burnt fossil fuels and some nice people like the owner Tom of this car.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Hoods up
Photo by Mike Hartley
I could use this powerplant in my Miata.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Classics on display.
Photo by Mike Hartley
He didn’t get the memo that it was a top-down day.
Photo by Mike Hartley
We have our Maryland Miata Club meeting in the same parking lot in Columbia.
The daily prompt wants to know – What animals make the best/worst pets?
I’m not sure what is the best or worst. But I am sure of one thing. If you have a pet, you have better be responsible and care for it correctly and love it. I see far too many pets without the love they need.
A wonderful day with the family was had. The first quarter holidays are in the books and onto the next ones. I’m not sure how I got lucky to have such a great family but I’m so glad.
I hope your hunt went well today.Photo by Mike Hartley
The kids must have worn me out because I sat on the couch and was out cold around 8pm. Woke at 11pm and thought I should end the day with a thankful thought.
Saturday was grey morning but a bright afternoon. I feel good about accomplishments that day but kind of sore from the workout with the yard tools.
Trying some new pain treatment for a week. If that doesn’t work, as the doc says so often, there is a shot available.
Photo by Mike Hartley
I’ll be hibernating this Tuesday and Wednesday till some warmer weather returns Thursday. I have a lot to do indoors on the list so there won’t be any slacking off. But first an Easter Sunday with the family.
Photo by Mike Hartley
I’ve got some birdseed when we were at the hardware store, so hopefully I’ll have a lot more detail and variety of birds in the future.
Random Thoughts of the Day
Layer 1 of suntan complete without burning.
Route 29 is becoming a lot like Interstate 95 through Maryland. Lots of cars, lots of idiots.
The house is about to start smelling like a feast is going to be served.
I know my grandson will ask me if we can go for a tractor ride in the raid today. And even though saying no will make 100% sense, I will still feel guilty for saying no.
What job would you do for free? – That’s a tough question from the daily prompt.
I’m doing a few jobs for free now in retirement. I’m a photographer, artist and writer. In other words, a hobbyist.
I do all kinds of jobs for free each day. I play doorman whenever the opportunity presents itself. I guess I’ve worked free at grocery stores because I’ve helped old people load their cars with bags.
I’ve done landscaping for free by cutting neighbors yards for nothing when they have been down or away. I’ve been in the consulting business for some time now giving out free advice. Some people really should have listened to me.
I’ve been involved in free construction from time to time building decks, boat houses, sunrooms and more. I’ve been a free chauffeur to some inebriated friends.
I’ve been a free night watchman because I’m usually up most of the night and aware of what is going on while others sleep.
I hope to start a job for free next month. I won’t only be working for free I’ll be donating my car and gas to the effort. I’ll let you know how it goes.
I still like Saturday mornings even though I no longer work for someone else. The excitement it generates in others is infectious and leaves me in line with that party bus. Also, that chocolate doughnut my grandson left behind yesterday was a nice start. Now that I have my sugar buzz on, we can proceed with the day’s activities.
It’s grass cutting day, so I hope to knock that out early afternoon when it dries. There is a local car show that is just starting up, and I thought I’d go for a slice of pizza and see what locals show up. There are the semifinals of March Madness this evening and I have a ton of creative work to squeeze in sometime today.
My friends have big appetites. Photo by Mike Hartley
We rode by our local butcher shop the other day and I passed on going in. But I ran across this image this morning and I feel I made a mistake. My better half has prepared a feast for tomorrow so I won’t be needing steak this weekend but after that cold front rolls through for a few days I think Thursday will be grill day.
Random Thoughts of the Day
The 2- to 4-year-old age range is so adorable.
If our planes are being shot down, we do not have control of the skies.
I didn’t accomplish what I hoped for this week. One thing I didn’t finish bothers me. The rest rolled off because I did accomplish a lot. I’m learning to set my goals a little higher each week.
If we are taking away Iran’s nuclear capabilities where is the Uranium?
I have a taste for a burrito today.
We are headed to the gas station. I hear it’s taking longer than usual to fill the tank.
The daily prompt asks – What Olympic sports do you enjoy watching the most?
Basketball, boxing, track and field, beach volleyball and swimming/diving are the ones I watch the most of.
Opinion – I know big money has reached into every area of sports there is and the Olympics are no exception. But in my opinion, it’s still where you are going to find the truest athletes who train and love the games, they compete in more than the money.
We got to visit the facilities that hosted the 1976 Olympics. Photo by Mike Hartley
