I’m enjoying participating in the weekly Thursday Doors challenge created by Dan Antion for those who love entrances, exits and the buildings and art that surrounds them. The wonderful contributions from everywhere will delight. Share your own link in the comments on Dan’s weekly Door’s page.
These were shot around the town of Ellicott City Maryland. The same place last week’s images were taken but from a different year.
Looks like a house built with a prank door.
Rather strange images in the windows and doors. Photo by Mike Hartley
I know there is a door around here somewhere!
If that door had teeth, it would bite you. Photo by Mike Hartley
This establishment moved up the street a few years ago and is still thriving in a larger spot.
Maybe the trains that would pass right next to them got to be too much. Photo by Mike Hartley
Our County Welcome Center. Greetings
This used to be the Ellicott City Post Office. Photo by Mike Hartley
This is a sad one. Closed after 50 years of fine dining in December. Tersiguel’s
We’ve had the pleasure of dining here before. Thank you. Photo by Mike Hartley
I worked at The Washington Post for 26 years. The former Miracle on 15th Street. Yesterday’s news of layoffs by the hundreds of people hurt to hear. I saw people I knew on LinkedIn yesterday saying they were some of the affected and putting their names and skills out there for new jobs. And what a time and industry to be looking for work.
In my opinion, Jeff Bezos had some guts in the beginning but then lost his nerve and bent the knee to Trump. And in its wake is the remnants of a once proud institution. And if it continues on its present course will soon be a complete non-factor. Wonder what happened to that golden touch.
But then again, he didn’t lose his golden touch, he’s continued to get much, much richer. The Post is just a pawn to keep those other ventures thriving. It’s a sacrificial lamb. He knows nothing about the business or integrity or truth. The Washington Post is like a nickel and penny and some lint in his pocket.
It is my opinion that he missed a very important and special opportunity to change history. He could have led the change. But no, he chose to follow the path he’s always taken. Chase that $$$. Hey, nobody is perfect. It would have taken a lot of courage to tell the narcissist with dementia to shove it and then compete with his lies. But of all the people on earth in a position and opportunity to do that, you didn’t.
Hey, I understand, new wife. You can push off on one of I guess many ocean-going vessels or planes and leave this country anytime you want. It’s an easy call not to want to deal with the crazies in this country. Why put yourself in danger of the extremist that would take your challenge like general on the other side leading the charge against them.
But even with all that said, maybe if you didn’t back the movie Melania, you could have saved these layoffs. If you have no future intentions to let the Post regain its integrity, mission and place in the industry, please consider selling to someone who is.
I just hoped if I were in your shoes I would have made a different choice.
To those losing their jobs. My heart goes out to you and your families. I wish you much luck and success in your future.
Lobby of the old Washington Post building. Photo by Mike Hartley
The daily prompt is asking me to – Describe your most ideal day from beginning to end. I did a post on this question 2 years ago called Ideal Day, that is still pretty much my fantasy ideal day. But I’ll update it with the below.
My ideal day is today. It’s just beginning and I have no idea what is in store for me. I try to make each day the ideal day. I’ve had that mindset for a little while now. I don’t go into every day like that, but I do usually come around and make part of the day ideal.
My ideal day includes seeing my children. But if I can’t I still think about them and look at pictures of them and write them. And while it’s not like seeing them it still makes the day ideal for me because we are sharing.
My ideal day starts with being able to wake up and get upright. If I got those two things, I got the day by the horns.
Sometimes there is no end to my ideal day. For instance, yesterday ran into this morning which made yesterday great.
When you can appreciate a day, you have had an ideal day.
If you’ve felt loved, it’s been an ideal day.
If your stomach didn’t ache with hunger, it’s been an ideal day.
If you were able to help someone it’s been an ideal day.
I could go on and on about all the wonderful things that make an ideal day. I remember once having the most brutal day when nothing was going right. I got out of my car after a brutal drive home from work. The sun had risen an hour earlier. My neighbor’s garden that is on the edge of our yard was loaded with butterflies. I went over and stood there just watching and actually got one to crawl on my finger. It wasn’t the ideal day at all. But the last couple minutes by that garden allowed me to get a good night’s rest.
I hope you all have an ideal day today.
Ocean City sunrise on one of my ideal days. Photo by Mike Hartley
Some views I always return to. This former lighthouse was a place we have stayed a few times before. Like everything the price has gone up a bit, and it’s been a while since we have been back. When it’s just the two of us, I’ll always check the rates before heading down. The view from the bayfront rooms is great.
It’s one of the few places in town where you feel you have some space and it’s still a quick walk to the beach.
The Lighthouse Hotel. Bayside Ocean City MD. Photo by Mike Hartley
The Route 90 bridge behind it has a beautiful sunset over it and then the lights of the cars coming into town flicker between the railings. A quick walk over a foot bridge to Fager’s Island for some fine or casual dining. Then out to the gazebo out on the water after a great meal to feel the warm summer breeze.
Many enjoy the bands and dancing that goes till closing. Of course, this can get a bit crowded during the peak of the season. Which is great because the whole place is one big party.
If I can just hold on for another month or two and escape winter, I’ll be okay.
Good morning from Maryland. I like our state flag. When I come across a shot I’ve taken with one, I’ll find a way to work post it here and there. I love living here. So much of it is positive. I think I also lived here at the perfect time. When it changed from rural to suburbs and city.
I’m loading up one of the Ocean City webcams to catch the morning sunrise over the Atlantic. I’ve been up for a bit, editing and writing. I make a lot of progress early in the mornings. Less distractions, errands, tasks, chores and appointments.
Even though it says Telephone, it’s an ATM. Photo by Mike Hartley
Went to another funeral service yesterday with my better half. Wishing it was the old days when we went to weddings back-to-back weeks instead of funerals.
But today is filled with opportunities to be had. I’ll start the day with improving my personal appearance with a much-needed haircut. I’m going to load the photo bag up and maybe do an hour or two of shooting around our area. Still pretty cold to be out long stretches, for me at least.
My better half has been prepping the house for a visit from a family member. I’ll share a picture of her tomorrow evening. She is certainly the neediest member of the entire family but also easy to love.
It’s funny some days I realize how limited I’ve looked at life for long periods of time in my life. Glad I removed a lot of those obstacles.
Isn’t it great when the waves of life are in sync with your step.
The daily prompt wants to know – How do significant life events or the passage of time influence your perspective on life?
Sounds like more of a question for a book instead of a blog post. Both time and events greatly influence my perspective.
For instance, getting married gave me an entirely different life than if I had stayed single. Staying married for almost a half century has shown me things and presented many gifts I didn’t dream of as a youth and has been a wonderful way to experience time.
Sometimes it stands still, but mostly it flies by. I can still see her walking up the aisle with her father. Now with a bunch of grandchildren. I blinked my eyes and wow, here I am. All those things in between have given me a true sense of what is important in life.
My father, passing at a young age has affected me all my life. But the passage of time has made it possible for me to deal with it better.
Retirement changed my perspective about work and careers.
I’ve been around and worked for some very strong women. My mom being the first one of course as a single mother.
When I think of the passage of time, I relate that to all the decisions I’ve made along the way. Some good, some not so. I learned a lot by watching the results of other people’s decisions, so I don’t have to make those mistakes.
The sands of time. That piece was about a foot tall. Photo by Mike Hartley
Choosing what to focus on today. I was thinking of doing some painting. Yesterday I downloaded and edited a ton of studio shots I did last week and uploaded some family images. Also, a few blog posts, some housekeeping and emails. Then I worked on a few illustrations.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Making choices each day is harder than I thought in retirement. I guess that is a biproduct of having a lot of interest. But am I losing focus on the one important thing? I never know really with the exception when I make the call to spend time with family and friends.
People and relationships are always the most important. If they are the right ones.
Even though I wonder recently, should I use a little of that family/friend time to work on a few of my projects more. It actually just worked out that way for a while when I was sick and some friends were out of town for a bit. It was an unusual gap in time which turned out to be productive in other ways.
Right now, it’s time for a little face maintenance or as some would say, trimming the beard. Which reminds me I like the few videos I’ve seen of young fathers shaving their beards and then surprising their young kids with the new face. It’s funny how strongly the young ones associate the facial hair with their father and when it’s gone how upset they get. I’m tempted to do it to one of my grandchildren, but I like my beard too much.
Random Thoughts of the Day
Monday was Groundhog Day. Sort of feels like it’s been that each day for the past year.
I’m not thrilled about having to go outside today.
Lies are always harder and harder to sustain.
I can’t imagine being in law enforcement now and being faced with the coming decisions. I think there is something in there about protect and serve.
I like how pictures I take sometimes inspire me to post. I saw this street sign and biker combo and thought of myself. I walk now, but I used to ride. And did I enjoy that. I learned on an 82 Suzuki GS 250 Twin if memory serves me right. Might have been a 450 but I think it was just the 250cc.
Graduated to a larger 1100cc 85 Honda Shadow after that. I wasn’t a daily rider except for short stretches of time. Things have gotten more dangerous around here since I road. Lots more traffic volume and of course lots more people taking chances. If I road now it would be with a group. Most drivers aren’t stupid enough to piss off several bikers, old or not.
I read where sales of new motorcycles have been declining. And the average age of the rider has gotten much older so when these guys stop the numbers will be even worse. An article said the average age of the rider today is 47 and when I got my big bike in 1985 the average was 27 years old. To me that tells me young people are not buying bikes and as these older riders go will a younger generation emerge or will the art be limited to a few.
Then again, the way some states maintain roads you may need a motorcycle to get around in the future.
The daily prompt is asking – Something on your “to-do list” that never gets done.
Well, let me go look at my long list of lists. Wow, I’m better than I thought I would be. I thought I would have a long list of things that I never get around to doing.
But just a few.
Fix front gate door and entrance area to patio.
I’ve got some old VCR tapes and slides that I need to get digitally converted.
I need to start both my chainsaw and generator to make sure they are in good shape.
I’ve got to sort out and get rid of some old family items that someone else could make better use of.
I might have to revise this after my better half reads it and could probably add a dozen things I’m not thinking of but is on her mind.
Ah, good old Peoples drug store. Just one of many boxes of slides. Photo by Mike Hartley
Looks like it listens to commands. But it won’t be out and about in these weather or conditions in the mid-Atlantic.
I know a few people that love this color. Looks nice on this but I’m not a yellow car owner. The Hawaiian Lei hanging over the rear-view mirror is a nice touch. Photo by Mike Hartley
Our monthly Miata Club meeting yesterday was postponed due to weather. I thought I had missed it because I had a chance to have a meal with my daughter and that is a much higher priority, even if it was a nice summer day.
With it being windy and very cold, like single digits or less, depending on the strength of the wind someone made a wise call. But we have some diehards in the group apparently because they are going to shoot for this coming Sunday and the long-term forecast for that day says a high of 22 degrees and a low of 8. I’ll get back onboard next month.
These winter months are hard on car guys. No shows, no cruising, no washing and waxing and detailing, no top down. AHHHH it’s killing me. I need a garage so I can at least sit in comfort.
Random Thoughts of the Day
When the temperature is like this, I will find any excuse I can to not go outside.
Work, work, work, isn’t it great. Guess I like what I’m doing.
When I lose sight of the desk, it’s time to clean.
Wine, candles, beautiful fixtures and tub. Bathing on Main Street? Well, to each their own.
There is a place for everything. Photo by Mike Hartley
I would say another start to the week, but time and weeks have become almost irrelevant. Yeah, I have things to do as businesses and government offices reopen. Schools are getting back in session. But really, it’s an open day. The kind I like.
An early start on the computer and some exercise have my spirits up. I’ve had to change my exercise routine a bit. More weights this week while the toe heals. It will be a nice change of pace being I’ve concentrated on the time on the treadmill for the most part.
One thing that is on the agenda for today is dealing with the Department of Motor Vehicles. They have cashed the check for our tag renewals, but we have not received them. And as of yesterday, we don’t have current stickers on our vehicle. This better not result in me having to make a personal visit to a DMV office.
Random Thoughts of the Day
Mondays don’t feel like Mondays used to. And that’s a good thing.
Progress begets progress.
I’ve got to write and call a few good friends today.
I apologize in advance for the cursing outside I’ll be doing while inflating a low tire pressure issue on the car.
I find myself smiling at the opportunities ahead of me some mornings.
It’s nice to see the sun rising earlier each day now.
What’s your favorite thing to cook? – An interesting question from the daily writing prompt.
I have to slip into a different mindset here because I’m usually thinking of my favorite thing to eat. This is really an easy question because I like to grill.
Photo by Mike Hartley
I like cooking burgers and steaks but doing seafood on the grill is a lot of fun. Salmon, scallops, shrimp are a few I do. I’m going to try some lobster tails this year and maybe some stuffed rockfish.
Can’t wait to get some fresh fish on the grill. Photo by Mike Hartley
I do like making that pasta dish with grilled peppers, mushrooms, onions, prosciutto and various spices in a light sauce.
Oh, this seems so simple I almost overlooked it. I love to cook bacon because I can’t wait to get a nice crisp warm piece first thing in the morning. I think I’ll make some in an hour or two.
Another water picture to indicate how my weekend is going. That’s because life is flowing smoothly. That calm stream is like my thoughts on this fine day. Ah the first day of February also. Not that dates mean much anymore except for appointments.
I saw my son and his family yesterday and I saw my daughter today. Maybe that is why my spirits are so high. Opportunity to do something special this evening is strong.
Then again so is the throbbing pain in my right foot where I have a severely discolored toe due to ramming it into a piece of ice outside earlier. So, a doctor’s visit might be on the schedule tomorrow in addition to a haircut.
No, I’m not sure what that object is in the water. Photo by Mike Hartley
Being that the treadmill is off the table I’m going to pick up some weights tonight.
The daily prompt wants to know about my first computer again. I answered this question 2 years ago in a post called First Computer.
What I’ve learned in my experiences with computing.And what I’m quickly forgetting.
These tools can be used to help make you smart or stupid.
Like many things man has created, it has made possible wonderful advancements for humanity. It has also been used for much evil.
In some ways it has accelerated the separation of classes in society.
It’s one of the most challenging things I’ve ever done.
Computing through the last several decades was like reinventing yourself every few years along the way because things change so fast.
Some of the most brilliant advances have been made by teams of people who work well together. And sometimes that involves someone who has never touched a computer before explaining and detailing a craft or skill with someone who does know computers.
Computing has been a great part of my life. I have also wasted some of my life on the computer when I should have been living more experiences away from it.
Computing advances so fast and so much equipment becomes obsolete way too fast and creates an incredible amount of waste I suspect.
Computing before BBS systems or the internet was a trip. A fun and frustrating experience at the same time.
I should have kept track of the total of the gazillion miles of cable I’ve strung in my lifetime.
Or thousands and thousands of backup tapes created, stored, stored offsite and demolished in my lifetime.
The hundreds and hundreds of racks assembled and unassembled and moved and the contents within the same in my lifetime.
The storage systems that would take up rows in a datacenter, to the old 20mb SCSI hard drives in a MacPlus if my memory serves me correctly. Well, I did start when we swapped 5 1/4-inch floppy disks in and out of 2 drive bays.
Days in the computing world will seem like Groundhog Day. You know you’ve seen and solved this problem before.
Computer Server rooms and Datacenters are loud. At least the old ones were.
At one time in computing UNIX System Engineering and Database Engineering had to work together to really make things hum. But talk about two different groups of people. Wow. Both extremely skilled but like oil and water a lot of times. Not all cases but just my observation.
For some it’s an endless source of frustration. For others it is an endless challenge of opportunities.
Being I worked in computing environments for decades, the type of people I gravitate towards are the ones who are open and share their knowledge and experiences. And I try to be one of those people for others. I also don’t make personal judgements of you based on your knowledge or lack of in computing.
Quick story. – I had just started at a daily newspaper. I worked in IT and the company was shifting technology, and they were retraining people to use computers for layout instead of the manual ways of doing it piecemeal on a table. Well, a lot of user type problems were generating calls for system issues that weren’t system issues. So, on my way to another area we supported I would always stop and ask how things were going and see they were struggling with the basics. One or two had ok skills but were still entry level. While there I’d just show them easier ways or proper ways to execute things just by watching them or helping with errors they would create or come across. To cut to the chase. A few of them would thank me and say, “you’re the first person from IT who didn’t make me feel like an idiot.”
Well crap, I hadn’t intended on this being so long. And I want to get back to the workroom and do some sanding. Now days, I balance life at the keyboard and away from it much better. In that way retirement has been good to me.
It’s the weekend so it’s a fluid situation. A swirl of activities, plans and places. As much as possible inside of course. Like this water I’m going to try to increase my movement to keep from freezing over.
There is a sense of urgency in me now again after the holiday season and being under the weather for a while. I have so many half-finished projects that need to be complete. This coming month is a good time to knock all of them out. I’ll refer to it as Finishary.
Why does darker water look deeper? Photo by Mike Hartley
I have prepped one area for a new display. I’ve decided to expand the large print collection of Arlington National Cemetery and add another wall in the basement to it to help me decide on a final series.
A little more sanding on a wooden mug for an old friend and I can get to carving a special figure into it. His initials are on the other side. I’m thinking of adding his nickname to the piece also but might skip that one.
The list is long of things to complete and there is a task at hand before I get to those things. Plus, it’s still the last day of January so I will get a running start this afternoon.
The daily prompt asks – What’s the thing you’re most scared to do? What would it take to get you to do it?
There are a good number of things I fear trying to do. For example, skydiving, bungie jumping or cliff diving leap to mind. They all involve substantial heights so no thank you.
What would it take to get me to do these. The plane would have to be about to crash for me to jump out of it. Nothing is going to get me to bungie jump because I’ve never seen a rubber band that hasn’t broken. I’ve gone off the high dive, but you wouldn’t even get me near a cliff.
Ready to leap the week all the way to the weekend. Photo by Mike Hartley
A ton of snow and ice outside that’s going to take a while to disappear. So why not add some white from the inside. Flowers in the heart of winter give hope that there is spring.
I know a few people who love yellow. Photo by Mike Hartley
I’m starting to feel like a block of ice the longer I’m outside.
Random Thoughts of The Day
It had better be a very hot and long summer to make up for this winter.
Crap, almost out of a few inks for my photo printer, better order today before I run out.
I’m worried that my normal dark tan this summer might lead to an unfortunate encounter. I can see a border control asking me a question and my smart ass answering No Habla Ingles.
Amazon acquired the film Melina for 40 million dollars and is spending another 35 million dollars on marketing. I see Bezos is going to cut staff at Amazon by 16,000 people and at The Washington Post with number much smaller but with devastating impact. Wonder if that is the tradeoff to make up for the loss?
The daily prompt asks – What do you complain about the most?
I’m trying and being somewhat successful at not spending time in life complaining as much. Oh, I do complain, and the things below are true and I do spend a few minutes each day now but moving on or changing it or adapting to something more positive is the goal.
Right now, I complain about the COLD the most. I don’t complain as much as curse below my breath or out loud. I’m not encouraged to go outside and shoot when it is 2 degrees as the temp reading indicates now. Plus, camera equipment in that cold sometimes is difficult to operate.
I certainly can’t leave out complaining about the current administration in charge of the US Government or whatever is left of it. There is no Republican party, it’s been hijacked by a cult. And a dangerous one at that. This is where I’ve changed complaining into action to make it different for my children and grandchildren.
Oh, let’s see what that leaves on the list of most complained about. I’m sure bad drivers were high on the list at one time but I’m driving less now. Not that I don’t run into one or several each time I leave the driveway.
There is always the constant one of when the price of something/anything hits you in the face and you say #%$*!!!! and complain because the reason for the increase doesn’t make sense.
And every 3-4 weeks I look in the mirror and see that I’m having a bad hair day and complain that it’s time to get to the barber again.
A change of pace for me getting in on the action early in the day for Thursday Doors. I have a fairly long list of excuses for not shooting new doors, it’s cold, it’s very cold, the snow and ice are making it colder, I know I’d be cold, and I bet the camera batteries don’t like the cold.
Therefore, I have reverted again to my vault of photography.
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Doors with my Comments this week.
No, I don’t care if the sign says Open Come on in! – I’m not going through that door.
Photo by Mike Hartley
These were all shot the same day in November of 2018. About 6 months after a nasty flood which destroyed a good portion of the town.
Security System – If they can’t get to your front door, that’s secure.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Debris is still in the street’s months later. Almost 10 inches of rain in a few hours and overdeveloped surrounding areas spelled devastation for downtown. This old firehouse sits up on the hill, on Church Road, but Main Street is right beside it, and much was lost there.
The daily prompt asks – What are your favorite sports to watch and play?
Basketball and Baseball are still my favorite sports. College Basketball is my favorite sport. I loved playing basketball and the excitement of watching college games live.
Major league baseball has made some significant changes and is much easier to watch and enjoy now the game has quickened. I also enjoyed playing as a youth. Even made a few all-star teams. Still have my favorite bat.
Sports are a great teaching tool. Lots of things about sportsmanship are important in life also. Working as a team. Having dedicated your mind and body to something. It tests your mental and physical toughness. It can teach respect, admiration, compassion, leadership, and honesty. Sports are GREAT.
I’m depressed to see what they have become at times though. Even down to little league ball. Parents and coaches treating it like life and death. Poor behavior by parents. Kids with attitudes that obviously came from home.
But despite that, the true nature of sports and its benefits are still present in our society despite commercialization and gambling and making it a business that goes down to kids way too young, which is disgusting.
Now there is a creative way to get a child to use a toothbrush. Photo by Mike Hartley
Kids are still learning important values from competition. People are still enjoying the games.
The most recent issue with sports I can think of is sports becoming a class thing. In the last few years, I’ve missed games I could always see because they are moving some to streaming services. Ticket prices for professional sports and some college sports are out of range now for a lot of people. Even middle class. Salaries of players and greed of owners are making the distance between the ones who watch and buy the merchandise to a point where it will break.
Even the cost for the kids to join leagues now is tough for a lot of people to afford.
Photo by DAD.
That’s my little girl about to drive that softball DEEP. I enjoyed participating in both my children’s various sports for some years. Coaching kids is a lot of fun.
We attended my wife’s uncle’s funeral services today in Philadelphia. Picking up my brother in-law and sister in-law on the way up. Leaving before the sun came up and getting back as it had set. The service was very nice. We had lunch, got some Philly Soft Pretzels and some bakery goods.
My better half and her family are from Philly originally before moving to the suburbs of Baltimore. So, all their family is from there. It’s a great group of people and this leaves only one Aunt still alive and kicking strong. Her husband passed, 13 years ago. He was a fellow lifer in the newspaper business like me, so we hit it off very well. He worked for the Philadelphia Inquirer and I worked for the Washington Post. I miss him greatly. His children and wife are always so welcoming and seem so glad to see me.
After spending about 6 hours behind the wheel today on interstates and city streets not totally clear of the weekend’s snowstorm, I’m back at my desk and ready to ready to create more useless space on the internet.
But before I get back to my twisted programming.
A Couple of Takeaways from Today –
Family is important and can be a great source of support and strength.
Life is short. And uncle Ron lived to 92. And I know he thought it went by in a flash.
Faith and love can carry people a long way in life.
It’s very hard to carry on without your longtime better half.
Holding hands is a sign of deep love. Especially when the same person has been beside your side for a long time.
I don’t deal well with death. It brings back very difficult memories.
Sorry, I needed a warm photo to look at. I spent 3 hours outside removing snow and ice yesterday. And given the temps we will be looking at the white stuff for at least another week or more. And talk of another possible storm this weekend. Isn’t life grand. Someone please transport me to spring.
If I remember correctly, I shot this while sitting in my convertible along the side of the road on Rt 99 between Rt 32 and Rt 97. Photo by Mike Hartley
This shot appealed to me for another reason. I’m kind of relaxed and this shot merged with that feeling. I love watching horses graze in the fields during the spring, summer and fall months. There are more than a few horse farms around this way so a short drive will always get me to some.
There are a few obligations today but some more time on the treadmill and picking up a paint brush will be on my agenda and maybe a simple meal out with my better half.
Random Thoughts of the Day
When I write my grandchildren, I imagine the smile they have when they get my notes and pictures.
There is cold and then there is this week.
The grouper sandwich at Oscars is great. I also love their crab soup.
Look for the good people. They are all around you.
What would you do if you won the lottery? There is a question from the daily prompt that I spend very little time thinking about because I don’t really play the lottery.
Oh, I’ve bought a ticket here and there but most years without purchasing tickets at all. The very few times I do buy a ticket I do fantasize for a few moments and then realize I just pissed away a few dollars I could have given to someone who is hungry. Or maybe a disease that needs help in looking for a cure.
The few seconds I do think about it I think I’d give half to my charities and set my kids and grandkids up for life and have a little fun with the rest.
Gambling is so in my face now that I’m pretty much swearing it off. As I’ve said before I think gambling will kill a lot of sports eventually. It’s going to and has already hurt a lot of people. Then again life is a gamble, so have at it if you want. It’s just no longer for me.
The killings in Minneapolis are unacceptable. My eyes know what they saw and Alex Pretti was executed in public. And while our government who killed him paints every protester injured or killed as a terrorist, I know different. I believe a lot of other people know different.
I’ve had it with the cowards that hold the check and balance in government unwilling to do their jobs. I’ve had it with the Nazi administration and the lies it spews.
This country is going to crap because of the idiot at the helm and the few puppet masters manipulating the fool along with state television. It’s time to hold people responsible for these murders and people above them accountable. It’s time all of us to combat mistruths and wake up from lies.
Details in life are important. I was very detailed in my work because it was a necessity. So many in life are easily overlooked.
Like this photo. A bit drab indeed. But the guy in the red hoodie by the beach and faint shadow of the freighter in the distance just to his left are easily missed. Especially if you’re looking at this image on a phone or even small laptop, I’m guessing.
Pick through life’s images carefully. Photo by Mike Hartley
I wonder if I’m missing details. Being removed from that type of work for a few years now has certainly changed me. I’m not as hyper or fixated on minute details. I couldn’t take my eyes off screens before. Now I walk away without hesitation.
Retirement is nice. It allowed me to see other things I wasn’t when I was wrapped up in another’s life (the job). Just being more relaxed allows me to look at things differently.
What I once passed by as a throwaway image sometimes now catches my eye and pleases me.
What books do you want to read? – So, ask the daily writing prompt.
I’ve got two books I just started reading. One I started last year and put down right at the start because something else took priority and one I just got for Christmas this year. They are – How to Know a Person by David Brookes and Steal Like an Artist by Austin Kleon.
My better half is the book reader in the house. She goes through them like crazy. Not that I don’t read a lot, just more online than books. Most of the books I read in my lifetime were technical in nature for my job. And the other reading was the daily paper.
A good book on a nice day on patio of Whole Foods building. Photo by Mike Hartley
The daily prompt is asking to – Write about a few of your favorite family traditions.
My favorite is the family trip to the beach each year. It’s the time together that we don’t get to spend the rest of the year. Watching grandchildren enjoy the beach, water, games and food is a treat for us grandparents. And the time to catch up with our own children and learn more about their lives.
We just did something for the second year in a row now and I think it’s going to be a tradition. Last year for my wife’s birthday the kids and grandkids were over to go out to dinner. Low and behold the surprise was they were going to all spend the night here. If you don’t know, the most precious gift is time itself. It’s a great evening together. The grandkids have the run of the house and our own kids love being back in their home. We made a huge breakfast the next morning and continued the fun. It’s a great way to celebrate.
Family walk. Photo by Mike Hartley
Over time some traditions fade or morph into others. I’ve been thinking about establishing some new traditions for the family and friends. I’m going to host a summer family party at the house. And hopefully revive our summer fishing expeditions. I’d like to get back to having a periodic lunch with my son. And maybe add a few more with my daughter.
Family traditions are great. They help keep families together and in contact with each other. No family or friendship is perfect and there will always be people who choose not to participate. But keep trying because the positives for the people who do choose to share time together is well worth it.
The snow and sleet are here. So obviously my mind wanders to the shore and sun and sand.
I was just looking at the event calendar for the Ocean City. There are a few things I think we will attend this year that we haven’t before.
Maybe a daytrip for Springfest. We were down for the International Kite Festival and that was cool and I’d love to try some more photography again. There is another kite event in September. Maybe one of the car shows, in May or October. I hear the air show in June is great.
We’ve been wanting to return to the Peach Festival in Berlin MD in August. And if I have my way this year I’ll be hoping in the Miata and taking a few day trips when the weather is warm and sunny.
We haven’t stayed at Bethany Beach in a while so we will add that to the list this year. I was disappointed in my effort to spend time there last year but that won’t be the case this year.
Catching sunrise and sunset completes a day. But catching fish is also fun. Photo by Mike Hartley
What do you enjoy doing most in your leisure time? – The daily writing prompt asks today.
I like to create. I like to eat. I like to laugh. I like to spend time with my better half. I like to write and photograph. I like to write to my children and grandchildren if I can’t see them. I like to exercise. I like driving. I like to listen to music.
Sorry about the short response this morning, there is snow to shovel.
Yeah, I’m starting to get some snow on my roof also. Photo by Mike Hartley
Word is there is a white out on the way in Central Maryland. Just a little moisture coming. So, I’ll think of spring.
Photo by Mike Hartley
I guess I can deal with a few drops of moisture.
Photo by Mike Hartley
But after stepping outside a few minutes ago it’s the cold I’m worried about. I guess I should make sure the batteries on the cameras are charged because this kind of weather takes a toll on them fast.
Random Thoughts of the Day
When you having trouble going on with life as normal, when things aren’t normal and you stop going on with life as normal, you’re having a normal reaction.
It bothers me that trying hard and being smart is difficult for some people to deal with. And no, I’m not talking about me, I’m not smart, but I do know some people who are.
And on the health front – Houston, we have a problem – CDC Measles page
Fingers crossed that we maintain power to our homes this week. I’d miss working on the blog and photo editing.
Our children again gave my wife the wonderful gift of time for her birthday. They came yesterday and spent the night and morning with us. I spent the afternoon cleaning up and recovering. I love playing with grandkids so much. And the 9-month-old girl is so precious and expressive she reminds me how special life is.
I could use one of those to clear my driveway of snow. Photo by Mike Hartley
My spirits are up this evening after catching up on some rest. I figure I’ll be out in the middle of the night shoveling a bit depending on how fast and much is falling.
Which reminds me if you don’t see me for a few days we may have lost power. Otherwise, I’ll be right here spitting out some snow pictures and thought of the day.
Random Thoughts of the Day
How many more lies about people murdered in plain sight will we endure before we all say STOP. Does it have to be one of our own children who is shot before we raise our voices.
Been a lot of years since I shoveled significant snow. And my daughter reminded me yesterday that I missed the last really big one 10 years ago because I had just finished radiation treatments for a few months. And my children dug us out.
I love the quiet of snow in the early morning hours before sunrise.
But right now, I’m enjoying some aggressive rock and roll. I’ve got to get in the right frame of mind to get through the mess of weather on the way. I’m going to be Neil Peart with a shovel.
I’ve always thought of life as one continuous thing as I was going through it. I never broke it down in stages. Maybe because it’s been kind of scrambled. I was doing a lot more mature things when I was young and sometimes behaving like a youth when much older. And too busy most other times to be concerned with anything other than surviving the next day.
As I was working throughout my career I wasn’t thinking about retirement till the last 4-5 years of it. And that was because I wasn’t happy where I found myself at the end of the run. It wasn’t that I disliked what I did though.
There were a few factors like the night shift which after many years was getting to me like it didn’t when I was younger. The new ownership and changes in upper management were something that I also thought was going in the wrong direction and the personal feel and draw it once had was gone. As were many old friends.
Here I am now 2 years and 3 weeks into what is coined “Retirement” and I’m loving it more each day. In some ways I’m still adapting to it. Sleep is still an issue. I go back and forth between establishing some routines and then going freestyle.
I think the word retirement gives some negative connotations. In some ways it could make one think of someone no longer being of use or being put out to pasture. That knowledge or value was no longer keeping up. Or maybe no longer working on anything.
I do know that even though I have Retired on my LinkedIn profile, I still get a lot of contacts about people wanting me to come back to work. Thanks, but no thanks, I’ve found some things I’d much rather spend the rest of my life doing and pursuing.
In some ways I didn’t think about retirement as I was going along for a few reasons. The ride was a wonderful one and why get off a train, that is so fun. And of course, the financial needs of providing for a family.
But the incentive I also had periodically was people my age and younger passing away. Not that I hadn’t had my own personal wake up calls a few times, but the balance of having enough money vs the time in life left to enjoy a few more days with my better half and children was swinging towards the latter.
Wanting to spend time with children and grandchildren, old and new friends was overwhelming. And experiencing some places, adventures, foods, loves, feelings and sights that work couldn’t make time for is something I finally have prioritized.
Just having the time to work on my favorite hobbies while doing these other things has been a great opportunity that not everyone is able to enjoy. So, I feel fortunate. I have friends my age and younger that probably can’t afford to retire.
We won’t be jet setting around the world. Don’t have the money or desire but some trips are possible, I hope. And we are smart enough to know that we can enjoy a day trip as much as an extravagant vacation.
It will be a few months longer till I’ll be doing some ZZZ’s here. Photo by Mike Hartley
The daily writing prompt asks – Name an attraction or town close to home that you still haven’t got around to visiting.
I’d like to get to the National Air and Space Museum Steven F. Udvar-Hazy Center. If you would like to see large aviation this is the place. The Concorde, A B-29, The space shuttle Discovery, and the SR-71 Blackbird spy plane. Plus, admission is free. Parking is $15 I hear.
I’d also like to see the National Museum of the American Indian in Washington DC. I’d better get to this one quickly the way someone is trying to erase history.
Washington Monument and Capital. Photo by Mike Hartley
Finding the right spot in life is never ending search.
Find your calm. Photo by Mike Hartley
I’ll be finding my peaceful spot on Sunday while shoveling snow. It’s always so quiet outside early in the morning. I’m always the first one outside. Especially when it’s going to be a deep snow, I’ll do it in a few sessions. Now if the back will hold up for the duration, we will be good.
As always, thanks to the creator of Thursday Doors and please follow the link to Dan’s site – No Facilities for far more talented posts. I hope you’re continuing to feel better Dan.
I’m sliding into another Thursday Doors a day late, unprepared and having to dive into the archive again, so I thought it appropriate to start with a sliding door.
This door is closed but they also post a sign that says Be Happy in the window.
No, it’s not the 4th of July. But I still like the burst of color and if you use your imagination, you can hear a boom. I’m not feeling as spry as this flower and there is still much to do today.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Interesting, it will be almost 10 years to the day that this area had its last big snowfall. 2016 was 2 feet or more. I’m not sure just like anyone isn’t about this weekend but each day the target on us seems to grow.
I’ll need gas for the generator which I’ll get today. I also have a few other tasks before test starting it Saturday afternoon. Then I’ll bring it back inside and hope it isn’t needed.
The shovels are at the ready. I’ll be doing it in stages. Hopefully it will be light and I can plow it.
In editing some photos this morning, I ran across this image just as I was contemplating either a pop tart or piece of cinnamon toast for breakfast.
The waffles, strawberries, and grapes look more appealing than that pop tart in the foil wrapper. Saturday I’ll be cooking a big breakfast for the family. Well, I’ll be helping with the bacon, sausage, toast and muffins, preparation and cleanup. My better half is making the main dish.
I hope you all are having a good breakfast this morning. Photo by Mike Hartley
I almost didn’t recognize this as our kitchen. It’s got to be almost 10 years old. The table is gone, the walls are not green, and I know the floor has changed. My better half redesigned our kitchen, and it’s beautiful. I know she wants to get into the basement, but I’ve kept her at bay so far.
Random Thoughts of the Day
Feeling recharged after seeing my best friends last night.
Looks like an opportunity to get some snow pictures coming up.
Managing to increase my exercise time this week.
What an embarrassment that speech was yesterday by Trump. Then again aren’t they all.
This coming week I won’t be going outside without my gloves on.
If you could make your pet understand one thing, what would it be? – Asks the daily writing prompt.
The one thing would be that they are loved. And yes, I believe I’ve made all my pets understand that. And I’m glad that skill and ability is in my children also.
This girl was our most recent love and yes, she did love us. She was so affectionate and playful and even though she was our son’s dog, we treated her as our own. She passed recently so our hearts are still heavy.
Sporting Maryland colors obviously. Photo by Mike Hartley
This was still an active fire station growing up and even when I worked in the town in the 70s. Those sirens would blare through our building and especially the pressroom when the loading dock door was open, which it was most of the time unless it was cold.
That was about the only noise that could drown out the roar of the press. I always liked that the guys would come in from the pressroom to get the plates for the next run, and they would forget they weren’t standing by the press, and they would yell, and then catch themselves and laugh.
In 1977 the Montgomery Road fire station opened. I missed the sirens when they left.
I love this little town. Photo by Mike Hartley
Today it’s The Wine Bin. A great store that anchors the top end of Main Street.
Has he been helping himself with some of the merchandise? Photo by Mike Hartley
Had a very productive day in many aspects on Tuesday. Lots of logistics and orders taken care of. Spent some time editing and uploading images, added some images to a few picture walls I’m working on and got dinner ready.
WordPress just sent a note that this is my 12th anniversary with them. Time does fly. I’ve had fun sharing some photos and thoughts. I like this community.
I like angles and textures. Shot at National Harbor. Photo by Mike Hartley
Our grandchild sitting got postponed so I’ve had a lot of time to devote to the computer and get some exercise. I’m so glad I have that treadmill with this bitter cold outside.
This old body and very cold temps aren’t a good mix. I’m starting to look forward to that workout like I do working on the blog. Each day, every day.
The daily writing prompt is asking – Write about your first name, its meaning, significance, etymology, etc.
I think I did this before, but I’m not even interested in looking that post up. Or looking up again what etymology means again.
My first name is Mike. Some other first names I’m called by friends, Mikey, Doctor, The Judge, Dirty and Admiral. And no, I’m not explaining any of them.
I’m also Dad and Papa to my children and grandchildren.
I’m sure in some of my less than stellar moments in life some co-workers or even my better half have had some choice names for me, but I didn’t hear them so we’re good.
A good Tuesday morning to all. I guess most of you are back at work and school today. Feeling kind of inspired again today myself, but I no longer have those commitments. Not that I don’t continue to learn and keep active, just no job or classes to attend.
Music always helps things move in the right direction. Do you remember the days when the DJ on the radio had control over your playlist? Whoa, I just dated myself.
I was just thinking back when I started to listen to music on the AM radio in the car in the early 60s. There was still a record player in the house that played 78 rpm vinyl records. And I still have some of those from my parents. The holiday music was nice, but they had some big band and orchestra records that were kind of upbeat.
I believe in 66 I got a 33-rpm record player and stereo. Music took on a whole new meaning because of two things. The sound quality on FM and more progressive formats introducing new music and albums instead of early Beatles singles on 45 rpm disk.
Drum set in window of Bill’s Music in Catonsville. Photo by Mike Hartley
I’ve gotten so tired over my lifetime replacing my music. Albums, 8 tracks, cassettes, CDs, iPods, MP3s, iTunes and Streaming.
When I found out that the new models of the car I like don’t come with CD players, I decided to keep mine for much longer. It’s got all the technology I need so I’ll just rebuild it as it ages.
I like listening to instrumental music when I paint. I like classic rock most of the time but especially when driving and exercising. I like ballads when reflecting on something. There are a couple songs (Hey Jude, Wish You Were Here, House of Pain), that give me pause and make me miss some close people.
Blues and Motown sometimes while writing. Maybe some hard rock while photo editing. Maybe that is why I’m so ruthless when first going through fresh images. It does help my pace though.
The daily writing assignments wants to know – What’s your dream Job? – A little late for that question for this guy. I’m retired, but I’m still working hard in many ways. And I guess you could call it my dream job.
I’ve become my own little publisher here. I’m enjoying some photography and arts. I’m my own event coordinator and exercise mentor. During the warm months I’m a roadster driver with the top down.
I’m working hard on becoming a grandfather the grandchildren remember and admire. I’m studying the balance of exercise and challenges while acknowledging my age and not hurting myself.
A chef hat is occasionally worn, and I hope to add party host to the list of titles I’m working on.
I’m still playing landscaping crew and home handyman. I dream of subbing these out someday.
Just give me a camera and computer. Photo by Mike Hartley
A great meal was had at Kelsey’s Restaurant Irish Pub on Sunday afternoon. We started with Crab Toast which is always great. I had the Wagyu Smash Burger with onion straws, and my better half had the Veggie Bowl with Steak. And both of those were excellent.
Service was good as usual and they had the early NFL game on all the sets, so life was good as the food.
Hey, it’s Maryland. We eat Crab year-round. Photo by Mike Hartley
We did go there with a bit of a heavy heart. My better half lost her uncle, and they used to eat there with her parents when visiting from Philly. So, maybe the 4 of them have a table together again.
I’ll go the Irish route next visit. Just had a taste for a burger. Photo by Mike Hartley
When you see a review it’s at a place that we would return to anytime. I’m not going to do bad reviews. As mom said, if you don’t have anything good to say about someone or something it’s better to not say anything at all.
I never thought about living in a police state. One where freedoms are illusions. But that certainly seems to be the direction we may be headed in. Calling out the military will be the last step. It will just expand from there and the election will be in jeopardy.
If I’m not mistaken the term Marshell Law comes to mind. Hey, I’ve been shocked about the last 12 months and the failure of both congress and senate. And they say take people at their word and he has said to beat, shoot or hang those that oppose him.
Photo by Mike Hartley
I guess it’s possible. There are countries where that is the case. Ones controlled by criminals.
The current administration is the closest thing in my time to feeling that. Basically, if you disagree with anything he proposes, says or does, you are the enemy. And I’m fine with that. Never thought I’d be labeled the enemy in my own country but hey, this isn’t the first Civil War.
And I have no problem being the opposition to the orange one. Bullies are never as tough as they pretend to be. We can make a difference.
Sometimes words provide an insight into life and purpose that we know is there but not defined well. I went back and found some words that I think provide those insights from the man whose day we celebrate today.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Important Quotes from MLK I like.
It is always the right time to do the right thing.
May I stress the need for courageous, intelligent, and dedicated leadership… Leaders of sound integrity. Leaders not in love with publicity, but in love with justice. Leaders not in love with money, but in love with humanity. Leaders who can subject their particular egos to the greatness of the cause.
The ultimate measure of a man is not where he stands in moments of comfort and convenience, but where he stands at times of challenge and controversy.
The SILENCE of the good people is more DANGEROUS than the BRUTALITY of the bad people
We may have all come on different ships, but we’re in the same boat now.
Never, never be afraid to do what’s right, especially if the well-being of a person or animal is at stake. Society’s punishments are small compared to the wounds we inflict on our soul when we look the other way.
History will have to record that the greatest tragedy of this period of social transition was not the strident clamor of the bad people, but the appalling silence of the good people. Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere. We are caught in an inescapable network of mutuality, tied in a single garment of destiny. Whatever affects one directly, affects all indirectly. He who passively accepts evil is as much involved in it as he who helps to perpetrate it. He who accepts evil without protesting against it is really cooperating with it.
Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere.
Life’s most persistent and urgent question is, ‘What are you doing for others?’
No work is insignificant. All labor that uplifts humanity has dignity.
If you can’t be a sun, be a star. For it isn’t by size that you win or fail. Be the best of whatever you are.
The daily writing prompt wants to know – What makes a good leader? – A question I answered in a post from my own experience as a leader and being managed by other leaders called History Has Taught Me.
I liked reading that again. One of my better observations. It took me back to some days and situations that I tied to the word leadership. Being retired now I’m leading myself and maybe the family still.
But I’ve thought about getting more involved in some causes and maybe some of my background could be helpful.
I will add that what we have parading as leadership here in the states is a joke and should be removed before we have the second coming of the 1940s. And a message to the rest of the world. While it may not seem like it, many of us are working to change this direction.
Leaders are sometimes the first willing to step forward. Leading today’s grounds crew. Photo by Mike Hartley
I was looking for a sunrise this morning but that doesn’t seem to be on the agenda. When I checked the webcams at Ocean City this morning I saw overcast and rain. Out my window there is light snow mixed with rain. Crap.
This shot is from the National Harbor area on a sunny day. Photo by Mike Hartley
I’m missing my sunrise this morning and that is not good for the inspiration. I get a lot of energy from the sun.
Looks like I’ll have to find the inspiration within this day. A good start was made on the treadmill already and I hope to keep the exercise going strong. I’ve also done some studio work today and have a hundred or so shots to download and edit.
We are having a meal out today so maybe a food review later. Certainly, some painting today. Maybe even a little football watching. What’s not to like about this day.
I remember this question from before. The daily prompt asks – If you could un-invent something, what would it be?
Yep, found my answer to this from back in 2024 in a post titled Take It Back and it’s pretty much the same. Except I’d add that I’d un-invent this question.
So instead, I’ll answer the question – What should I accomplish today. I’d like to take my better half out to lunch or dinner. If there is snow, I’d like to snap a few frames. I’m going to knock out 2-3 more designs and maybe another 15-20 prints.
At least an hour on the treadmill. Watch some football and continue the basement cleaning. Write or call my children. Call one of my best friends who just returned from vacation. Crank up the fireplace and maybe fall asleep in front of it.
Of course I’ll write, download, edit and even pick up a brush. Maybe continue sanding down 4 wooden mugs that I’m going to do some carving with.
Providing I’m given the privilege of waking up later this morning, I hope to accomplish this and much more.
I’m thinking Spring to keep from being depressed. Photo by Mike Hartley
Okay, who stole the beach? I used to like these walkways to the beach at Bethany before storms took them away. Nature gives and nature takes away. Maryland and Delaware spend tens of millions of dollars on beach replenishment almost every year.
An old shot at Bethany Beach. Photo by Mike Hartley
Luckily these and other efforts sustain these beach towns we all enjoy. And while storms have certainly been severe, none have been of the destruction you see with the hurricanes in south. The thin beaches and dune lines get taken away or pushed back often as it is.
I fear what I see happening in the Outer Banks, possibly happening here one day. I just hope it’s not in my lifetime.
Hold on boardwalk. Photo by Mike Hartley
You might have noticed I haven’t been crowing about my favorite University of Maryland Basketball team as much in previous posts. I still love them, I knew it would be a tough year replacing the whole team and coaches. I’m still going to get to games. I’m enjoying the regular season because chances of making March Madness go down early in the season with key injuries, but our chances were still slim. I have no less enthusiasm for them. I’ve adjusted expectations. Something a lot of fans do, because you can’t win every year.
Random Thoughts of the Day
First time I’ve slept past noon in a while. Of course, going to bed at 7am was the incentive.
I can’t believe they sent snowplows out in our neighborhood for a dusting of snow. And no, I’m not one of those people who complain about how long it takes for them to plow when it does snow good.
Remembering my wife’s uncle who’s on his last days. I liked both her Uncle Ron and Uncle Fran.
The purge has started. Yep, I’m cleaning the basement.
The daily prompt asks – Can you share a positive example of where you’ve felt loved?
The most recent location I’ve felt loved was at my son’s house when my grandson saw me and was so excited to hug me, he tripped coming up the stairs. Notice how I interpreted that literally.
I’ve felt loved when a stranger smiles at me. I’ve felt loved when someone lets me in on a crowded highway. I’ve felt loved when someone said they loved a photo I shot. I’ve felt loved when good friends hugged me. I’ve felt loved when I get an extra pickle slice with my Reuben. I’ve felt loved when I get a drawing/painting from my grandchildren. I’ve felt loved when that bag of candy hearts comes home unexpectedly from the market. I’ve felt loved when someone de-iced my windows and warmed my car up. I’ve felt loved when my daughter squeezes my hand.
Feeling loved is important to everyone. If it isn’t, you’re really missing out on a big part of life. There are times in life where you don’t feel loved and those are painful days.
Feeling loved is a complex thing. It can be spoken and unspoken. Many actions express love from a simple touch to a note that says I love you to a romantic weekend away.
My parents have passed long ago but I still feel their love in the faces in the pictures of them I look at often. My children are adults now and have their own families but our love for them is just as strong as it was day 1 of their lives.
That is one of the toughest parts about your love for your children. You have to let them go and have their own lives and families and share them. But in every note, or text or call or visit that love comes through, which carries the minutes of the day without them with love.
Love can ebb and flow. It grows and diminishes and grows again. Have a smile on your face and be ready to catch it.
Hearts beating next to the water. Photo by Mike Hartley
The daily writing assignments asks – Where can you reduce clutter in your life? Not a bad question and one I’ve been pondering this year. Sounds like one I’ve also answered before. No problem, time moves on and conditions change.
I’ll start with my office. Then move to my workroom, next to the space between my ears. Oh, maybe my bedroom dresser top. Otherwise, we are good.
Now if someone looks back and I’ve said the exact same thing, I’m not making much progress, am I?
I was not a fan of these workspaces. Photo by Mike Hartley
Sometimes we are good at controlling clutter. Other times we are less successful.
The sun has set. The dinner consumed. The days chores behind us. My better half is asleep early. The feels like temp is -9 degrees so it’s too cold to venture outside.
I believe this is called the prickly pear cactus.Photo by Mike Hartley
I guess I’ll have to be content with the tools in my office and basement to be happy this evening.
Random Thoughts of the Day
I look forward to every day. Some more than others though.
A day where I didn’t feel like I accomplished anything till I looked back and saw allot completed.
If you’re not scared, you should be. Idiots in charge are dangerous.
I have my weekly pill dispenser to tell me the day of the week. I have my daily desk calendar to tell me the date, and my computer monitor to tell me the time. Somehow my innate sense of all those things without help left me sometime in the last two years.
When I can find something to inspire my grandchildren it’s a very good day.
Which pond do you swim in. One might be safer, but the other may present more opportunities. We make these decisions about jobs throughout our lives. I might not have made the right ones from time to time, but I guess it’s okay in the end.
Pick a pool. Photo by Mike Hartley
In some ways I thought I was through with those choices when I retired. But when I think about how to use time, it’s the same way. Do I choose a comfortable path or maybe challenge myself more. The calm or choppy waters.
I find it harder to leave my comfort zone the older I get. I have to fight that and challenge myself more.
I’m digging into the archive again. Not that I’ve been lazy, just a few other things taking priority. But I’m on a mission to be here regularly and start a few more challenges this year. I’ll come with a stronger selection next week.
As always, thanks to the creator of Thursday Doors and please follow the link to Dan’s site – No Facilities for far more talented posts of this week’s doors and much more.
I can’t let the week pass without commenting on how many NFL coaches have been shown the DOOR. Or have chosen the exit stage left door.
I’ve got to admit, the first door on Time Bomb Tattoos is missing in action.
Behind step #5. Photo by Mike Hartley
And this door with the no trespassing sign on it, with the don’t walk crossing light and traffic guard. Pretty building for not wanting business.
You wear colors like that in the middle of the street. Photo by Mike Hartley
Usually there is a candle on the table I work at with my easel. I was closing up the other night and had turned off the lights and was walking away when I noticed I hadn’t blown it out. I walked back and put my head down to do it and saw my dad’s flag in its case about 10 feet behind it on the wall.
Took a few moments to think about him.
I hope I leave my children with many good memories. Some have few to draw from. So they are charished even more. Photo by Mike Hartley
After I smiled, picked up the camera from the coffee table that was acting as a studio spot and took this shot before heading to bed.
Oh jeez, another question from the daily writing prompt that doesn’t inspire much enthusiasm. What is your favorite animal? – Cat – Always have been and always will.
Half Cat. Photo by Mike Hartley
So, time for my own made-up questions.
How much wall space in your home is taken up by kids or grandkids pictures, artworks, awards, certificates, handprints, height charts on doorframes?
We have quite a few pictures up in frames upstairs. We have 3-bedroom doorframes that measure the height of our constantly growing grandchildren. The fridge has pictures. We have a digital picture frame. In my office I have half a wall of grandkids artwork and another wall with a collage of 200 family pictures so far, it’s still a work in progress.
Here is another question. What was my favorite quote I heard recently?
A Ford UAW worker shouted “pedophile protector” at Trump at a visit to the plant in Detroit. More guts than most reporters.
And the last one. How many bobbleheads are in your home?
This might be a question you’re careful in answering from the daily writing prompt. In what ways do you communicate online?
I use email quite a bit. Very little Zoom. Little to no chat anymore. Through this blog mainly. An occasional comment on Facebook. With other bloggers with comments on their topics and observations.
I hope to communicate with my images through my photo site. A work in progress.
Obviously support for everything from your doctors to your dishwashers has moved online. And with AI the chance of getting an actual human being to help you is getting closer to 0% each day. So, everyone is communicating with businesses, governments, hospitals and pharmacies, ordering food and everything else under the sun online now.
I’m thinking of reducing my fingerprint online. I have an Instagram account but I’m dropping that because I never use it. LinkedIn is about to go this month or next because I’m retired.
I’d love to drop Facebook, but I keep up with people I worked with for a long time, my car clubs and some old school and neighborhood kids I grew up with. But I’ve cut back on it a good bit. I comment on almost nothing because there are too many hateful uneducated people willing to drag down most meaningful conversation. I will send individual messages.
Good communication is being taken away from society. I refuse to go to those self-checkout isles because I like talking to people taking my money and wishing them a good day. Hopefully, exchanging smiles and maybe some other pleasantries.
I walked out of McDonalds a while back when I realized there was nobody to take my order other than a kiosk. I don’t order online, I still call it in, and I pick it up.
I guess I should count startling my wife as she comes home at the front door with my voice coming through the ring camera is online communication. I like that one.
Make time to Communicate with Nature.
Contemplating the morning commute. Photo by Mike Hartley
Feeling at peace with myself early this Wednesday morning. Both relaxed and excited. The anticipation of seeing some of my grandchildren this week is putting a smile on my face. Spent some time with one of my best friends, Tuesday evening identifying and fixing the problems of the world.
Just seemed like the image to lead off a new day. Photo by Mike Hartley
I was tempted to do a food review. We went to a local spot that we know has good food, but other things bring it down. And I’ve vowed to just do reviews on establishments that leave me feeling good on a lot of levels. Therefore, I can say positive things I like about the restaurant and make everyone happy and maybe not misjudge someone having a bad day.
Unfortunately, this isn’t the case here because it’s the same issue repeatedly. Too bad because the kitchen does a nice job. So maybe a good food review tomorrow.
So, no more words, just a picture to bring some calm to a tough day. I’ve got to get to work on the daily writing prompt.
Random Thoughts of the Morning
One of the best parts of being retired is no more rush hour driving.
I’m trying to train myself to sit with proper posture. After decades of poor positioning, it’s a struggle.
Does everyone have a good luck charm?
Websters has added a line to the definition of the word Lucky. = grandparents who get to see their grandchildren often.
It’s a neat trick to tell someone what the saw with their own eyes, isn’t that, but something else and having them believe you.
It would take a hell of a lot of exercise to compensate for the number of Coca Cola’s I’d like to drink every day. Good thing I learned control.
Dentist and Doctors. We all see them, well at least we should. Recently the dentist asked me to come back for work that must be scheduled to get done. I’ve never had more than a few cavities in my lifetime. I need my first crown I’m told. Anyway, I asked questions about this procedure and the reasons for it and they satisfied me.
In a sense that’s a no brainer. But other decisions get more difficult as time goes on. I’ve seen it with our parents and older friend. From tough decisions like hip and knee replacements to more serious ones like treatments for serious health challenges.
Health to me comes down to quality of life. I’m trying to prepare myself all the time for adjustments I may have to make. For instance, my hands one day won’t be able to type with the fluid motion I once had. I already noticed I’m not as fast as I used to be. I may have to use voice recognition at some point in the distant future.
I walk as much now as I can just in case one day I can’t. Photo by Mike Hartley
Mobility has also changed. When younger, there wasn’t obstacle or path that couldn’t be overcome. Now I stick to better trails because I don’t need a torn ligament, broken ankle, kneecap or hip. I even use the treadmill some days that it’s nice outside just because each step is predictable and not challenged by me looking around and not watching where I’m going.
A while back life started being about adaptability to change. Not to just those external things but within your own body and mind. Of course, we are the lucky ones. Many face these challenges early and have lived a lifetime with a disability or disease and persevered.
While each of us will be faced with our own challenges and decisions, we all have to make a collective decision on how to move ahead with healthcare. By not making a decision, we are making one to leave a significant part of the population without healthcare while at the same time making hospitals and ones who have insurance pay for those uninsured because they will go to hospitals for treatment covered or not.
It’s a moral, financial, logistical and industry discission. It’s too complex to be taken as separate pieces. In my opinion it must be fixed as a whole. It’s going to still include painful decisions. Do we spread the cost for those in need of the greatest financial care due to the complexity of their illness or disease. Or do we change them much more for insurance, making the cost for others less.
How do we structure prescription and insurance industries. How do all the hospitals survive, do the profitable ones share with the rural ones struggling? Same with people, those decisions are being made every day in every country including this one. Many different levels of care are available to those with the money for it than those without resources.
There are some brilliant articles from many scholars on the issue of healthcare. Many with some good ideas. But it comes down to you and I and how we vote to solve this. I don’t see anyone on any side pushing any plan that will get to the heart of the issue because it all involves tough choices.
Please
So, we push the broken barrel down the road for another year while the system gets worse. And more people go bankrupt each year from medical bills, (you should look at those numbers). Hospitals continue to struggle till they shut down. People in the profession get burnt out or don’t have the supplies, tools or meds needed or aren’t paid for the incredible job they do.
And when lots of people go bankrupt, hospitals and doctors don’t get paid so they pass it on to those of us still able to pay.
It seems we’re starting from a strong point. The following is an assumption on my part. I’m guessing we have some of the best hospitals, doctors, equipment, prescription meds, research, caregivers, Ems, insurance people and systems in place for healthcare in the world. How we work on it, change it, modify it again, or just push it down the road will say allot about us as a society and the leadership we choose to address it.
We need to talk about this and many other issues. We need leaders who have plans that can adapt and modify to make a better plan and then get consensus and implement.
Found this link below for the Maryland folks wanting to know about what is going around the state now with flu, covid and rsv.
The daily prompt has asked me to – Think back on your most memorable road trip.
Okay, I did that. What a time. Most details are classified as are most of my memorable road trips with friends. We were young, our early 20s. Maryland to Daytona Beach Florida in my 74 Camaro with stops in Greenville SC and Vienna Ga on the way down. What I can say is that trip was the week the movie Animal House was released in 1978, and we saw it on the way down near Clemson University on day 2 of our 11-day adventure. The rest of the trip was spent topping that.
Some of the simplest road trips are the most pleasurable. These are with my better half and are so enjoyable. We have taken many road trips to Western Maryland and some to the Eastern shore of Maryland. Both very beautiful places. Sometimes day trips sometimes overnight. Sometimes a few days trip to different spots.
I think back to the memories of taking our children on vacations, mostly to the beach. I still can’t figure out how I packed all that stuff and people into a small car. But if the kids had a good time, it made our trip.
If it’s up to me, I prefer a road trip, no planes, ships, buses or trains. I don’t mind trains but the other three I can leave. I love to drive so road trips are my favorite form of travel.
This year I’m going to make a lot of road trips in the Miata. Mostly pointed east towards the shore but many other destinations also.
If I may add one thing. Could we all just try to get along on the roads and stop trying to kill each other for a car length or two advantage.
Some things hold power over me. The call of a beach is one of them. But what is it? The sound of the waves is lovely. The smell of the salt air is unique. The warmth of the water in the summer months is a welcome feeling. Nope, it’s something else.
But those feet touching the sand as the flip flops are slipped off. The feeling of the ground molding to the shape of your foot. The sudden tug on the calf as you’re using leg muscles not challenged on a hard surface.
Flip and Flop. Photo by Mike Hartley
Warmth from the sand heated by the morning sun while the cool breeze is still coming off the water. Kids excited voices and screams as the touching of the sand signals the start of a beach day. The many toys and buckets lugged to the beach by parents and grandparents occasionally dropping and being picked up.
Our sea turtle. Photo and sand art by Mike Hartley
That older couple walking towards the beach that suddenly join hands as they hit the sand. The teenagers and young adults running as footballs and Frisbees are thrown around on the way to the beach with the random towel snapping at each other.
Frisbee, I love it. Photo by Mike Hartley
The rabbit or fox sitting on the sand dune watching people walk the path to the beach. The blankets and beach towels are all laid out. The sound of music (loosely defined) fills the air. And then begins the endless trips to the shore and back to the family area of the beach to build the foundation of the Great Wall of Maryland. Well until the kids decide to play Godzilla and knock it to pieces while laughing their heads off.
Sand artist. I don’t let kids anywhere near these. Photo by Mike Hartley
And then at times it’s the coolness of the sand that is so embracing. That early morning walk as I turn on my camera as I touch the sand an hour before sunrise waiting for the morning painting of the sky. Or that evening walk with my better half on the cool sands after a nice dinner, while a warm summer breeze makes it a beautiful evening as the moon rises over the water.
Leaving the inlet to fish away. Photo by Mike Hartley
Maybe catch some of the fishing fleet leaving port. If you’re out early you can catch the surfers entering their realm.
Catching the first rays of the day. Photo by Mike Hartley
Or the father putting up the tent staking out the prime spot on the beach.
Front row seats to the nice weather. Photo by Mike Hartley
There is nothing I don’t like about sand. I don’t care if I get caught in a wave and it’s in my shorts. I don’t care if kids accidentally kick it in my hair. I don’t mind if I’m covered head toe in it when I leave the beach. I don’t even care that the car is covered with it and needs a deep cleaning upon return from the shore.
Sand is very cool with me. I could use some sand, but weather people are talking about snow.
What snack would you eat right now? – I was hoping for better quality questions from the daily writing prompt.
A Hershey’s cherry filled chocolate kiss. Maybe 2 of them.
Now onto something more pressing. A good question to answer. How about this – Do you think you could write a year of fresh and interesting daily prompts?
I think I could, but I’d have to be honest there might be a few clunkers in there just like the questions we get now and then. It’s hard to write anything good. You just have to keep trying.
Or this question. Do you check for bed bugs when checking into a hotel room? – I haven’t but I’m thinking about starting that practice.
Maybe this question. If you had to lose one of your senses which one, would you choose? I think I would choose smell.
Well, enough new questions, I’m sure I’ll have to come up with some more because there are questions from the daily prompt, I have no interest in.
A busy week ahead with lots of goals to be met. I’m going to force myself out of the house more. Rumor of some snow later in the week might provide some weather shots I didn’t get a chance to take advantage of in December due to flu.
Something to brighten your evening. I hear that cold wind blowing outside but I’m thinking warm thoughts. Photo by Mike Hartley
It hasn’t been the most productive day of the week yet, but there are still 6 hours left to finish strong. It’s been a good week. Got a few dozen prints made and uploaded images, took care of some computer issues, read a bit, learned a lot, played with Canva, spoke to friends and made plans with family.
I’m trying to take the whole of days into account when I think of what I hope to accomplish. That is taking exercise and rest into account when summarizing a week now. This was a well-rounded week. There were a few restless nights, but also a few with good sleep.
I worked on my photography and writing mostly, so I’ve neglected to increase my painting skills or lack thereof so far.
This week is going to be even better. I started to push myself a little harder yesterday in the exercise area and I’m keeping it up today. Now to stretch it out all week and make it routine.
Random Thoughts of the Day
Another day, another test of this country’s morality.
Had a great beef stew this evening.
Talent isn’t always natural. Sometimes it comes from a lot of hard work.
Blindly following lies seems to be a difficult path to walk.
Not so much here but maybe I’ll work to start changing that. I met a new neighbor who is replacing one of our longtime neighbors whose children grew up with ours. He seemed very nice. We haven’t had the chance to meet his wife or son yet.
Bridging the gap between us. Photo by Mike Hartley
As the weather warms, I’ll be walking more outside so that can lead to some interaction.
I grew up in a time when everyone seemed to know everyone in the neighborhood. And these weren’t small communities. The kids were the main source of bonding the community and there were a ton of us. Back when people didn’t lock their doors unless they were going away and then several neighbors probably had a key. Because everyone watched everyone else’s pets when they were away.
I don’t remember anyone locking their car doors. Lots would give a quick knock and stroll right into a home. I remember our next-door neighbor Mrs. Mulligan giving a quick yell “It’s Me” and in she came. Some didn’t have to knock or yell because you could hear the basketballs bouncing from several homes away or the sound of wooden bats tapping concrete all the way to the front door.
Most of our time was spent outside unsupervised until we got hungry and raided someone’s home for lunch. And then back outside till dark or beyond or till you heard your mother calling both your first and middle name which indicated you were more than late. Wow, so much has changed since my own youth. And it changed again when we had kids. And now it’s changed again for the worse for our grandchildren.
Lots of us don’t know our neighbors. I can’t say I know most of them. I think I’ll work to change that a bit.
Come up with a crazy business idea. The daily prompt asks.
Why don’t we start a TV network that can take actual things you see like January 6th, 2021, and make you believe it was something other than it was. Ops, we already have that.
How about a security firm that protects every school in the country. I mean what parents wouldn’t want that now with all the school shootings.
How about starting a TV network that would tell the truth about things. Ops, we would never get a license now.
How about a company that could take all the gambling away from sports and return it to the people who play and love to watch it for the love of the game itself.
Maybe start a firm that takes up the tremendous amount of food waste in this country and feed the poor and homeless and sheltered animals.
On a large-scale water management for the country. We either have way too much water or not enough just about everywhere, every year. Oh, throw water safety in that loop also.
I hear this country is in need of a new electrical grid. Got to think big at times.
Now here is one I’d like to pull off again. Start a local community newspaper. I know, they all died off. But look at what you’re left with.
Create a device that captures all the ideas we lose before we get to the computer or to a piece of paper.
Maybe a company that helps people wake up and respect the earth we live in. Photo by Mike Hartley
I’m feeling my age today. Maybe, a bit older. Time to get some exercise before I stiffen up more. I’ve been pretty good at walking every day, but the weights haven’t been moving much. Feeling younger takes a bit of work regarding the body.
The mind has no problem thinking or acting young. Like tonight, I’ll stay up way past normal and probably work on several areas of photography.
Even though the mind thinks young, it’s not telling the body to do the active things it did in its youth. And there lies the issue. I’ve really got to turn that around this year. Besides walking and light weights, I have to add another aerobic activity.
It’s going to be tough because I spend a lot of time seated working on the computer and reading. I did hear my neighbor’s son outside with his basketball and hoop. Maybe I should get outside myself. I had it out a few weeks ago dribbling keep away from my granddaughter.
This makes 2 of us that need maintenance. Photo by Mike Hartley
I think I’ll work on some of my favorite nature shots. I guess I should order some more ink tomorrow because I’m going to be doing some larger prints. Now I just have to find room or people to give them to.
In between those coming out of the printer I’m setting up something to test my lighting and angles on some old cameras as subject matter. Have a good evening, all. Go Packers.
Random Thoughts of the Day
Don’t lose your perspective if you find yourself talking to yourself more than others.
I don’t know why I got away from doing Random Thoughts for a while. It’s not like I didn’t continue to have them.
I’m using change to help with my motivation.
I have a daily desk calendar again. I like that. I haven’t had one in a few years, so this is nice to keep me up with the day and date. No wonder the last few years have gone by so fast. I lost track of time.
The daily prompt asks – Describe and item you were incredibly attached to as a youth. What became of it?
I have two things that I was attached to as a youth. My Louisville Slugger baseball bat from little league days, and my first camera. I still have both of these. One is now a security device and the other sits with all the old antique cameras I have collected over the years from the family.
It still feels like it did in my hand’s many years ago. That bat is almost 6 decades old. Photo by Mike Hartley
When I was trying to discover what I wanted to be in my teens, I thought I wanted to be an artist and photographer. I spent my first and only year of college as an Applied Art and Design Major.
The term starving artist exists for a reason. And I was scared to move ahead because of that and the fact I saw more talent around me and wondered if I could compete over the long run. I was used to having money having worked a lot of my youth. But not in the art field.
I was worried about making a living. Having funds to go out, keeping my car running and fueled, keeping my own engine fueled. So, when offered a position as a cameraman in the engraving department in a publishing operation I jumped at it.
It was an easy out of my initial dream and I didn’t look back till a few years before retirement. I discovered I still had that desire. But this time the pressure is off. I can pursue those interests without the financial pressure of having to support a family.
I still do things on a shoestring budget. I ask for printer paper for birthdays and Xmas. I stretch life out of every computer and camera I use. I pick up a pad of drawing paper and paint when I can. I make old scraps of wood come alive.
At one time before I retired, I thought I might make a business out of my arts and photography. But I discovered I don’t do this for money. I do it because I like it. I’d rather give something I’ve created as a gift than earn a dollar from a stranger. Not that I won’t give a gift to a stranger.
I love the chance to create and that is what I take to the bank. Photo by Mike Hartley
What is my mission? – Asks the daily writing prompt.
Well, let’s see. I need to write to both of my children this morning and get the cover on the car before any rain starts. I’m thinking of someone very close to me undergoing some test so my mind will be there for some time.
I’d like to work on my photography skills today in shooting and editing. I’d like to get some thoughts between the ears to paper or computer. I’d like to finish the book I started today. I’ve got to call the garage for an appointment.
I’m going to pick up the paint brush and put a few miles on the treadmill. I’ve got a few more blog posts to make and then do a little sanding on the dolphin I’m working on for my granddaughter. I might work on planning a short trip and setting up my makeshift studio.
My mission is to smile. To make other people smile. To be a good father and grandfather, to love. To be a good friend, to be truthful and ethical. To have a good time this weekend and maybe watch some sports. To get the fireplace going and trim my beard.
To clear some wall space for a new photo project. Hang a few more hooks in the storage room ceiling for grandkids toys I’m tripping over. Work on some illustrations and order some Chinese food.
I’m probably forgetting a few things on my current mission. The mission is modified day by day because life changes minute to minute. Missions are important, but sometimes it’s also important to let life just come to you. Like if you hear a song you like, get up and dance if so moved.
And if my better half doesn’t like the idea of Chinese food today, I’ll suggest some Mission BBQ.
Mission BBQ Route 40 Ellicott City. Photo by Mike Hartley
I had some doors from the Eastern Shore of Maryland I don’t believe I’ve used here for Thursday Doors. It’s a mish mash of sights. I hope to get out this weekend for some fresh images.
As always, thanks to the creator of Thursday Doors and please follow the link to Dan’s site – No Facilities for far more talented posts.
This first shot was from doors at Secrets Distillery in Ocean City.
Clear instructions. Photo by Mike Hartley
I believe this home below was in St Michaels MD.
Easter will be here before you know it. Photo by Mike Hartley
And a building with several stages of doors in Easton MD.
I’ve heard that line “Live long and prosper” somewhere in my lifetime.
The daily writing prompt wants to know my thoughts on the concept of living a very long life.
I hope to live a very long life. In some ways I’ve already have. I’m thankful for each day and the healthy ones especially. I hope to grow old with my better half and watch my grandchildren grow into young adults.
I have a lot to do and accomplish myself. I’d like to live it as healthy as possible. The concept of living a long time in ill health worries me. Whether mentally or physically it would be a struggle. Of course that is asking for a lot.
I’m guessing the percentage of people who grow very old and healthy, and then just pass peacefully in their sleep is very low. I’ve seen some of the end-of-life struggles and it bothers me, but it’s kind of out of our control.
Staying sharp both mentally takes work just like keeping the body in shape physically. I haven’t done the best job here but it’s never too late to start. I think we all have started over several times with these goals.
The thought of a long life like living till my late 80s or early 90s makes me smile. I can see myself shuffling through the bleachers to watch a grandchild play a high school or college game and attend their graduations. I can feel myself holding my better half’s hand on the deck as we catch some sun. Well, I’ll catch rays, she will be under the umbrella.
I can see myself in what will be then a very classic Miata that I have sitting in the driveway now cruising down some back roads and remembering what was there decades ago. I hope I still have a camera in my hands and that the hands can still tickle the keyboard with speed and agility.
Each doctor’s appointment now scares the hell out of me. Ever since some medical challenges in the previous two decades I fear that I might not be able to see some of those plans. Just as any senior fears when they get to this age.
A while back I learned and then relearned the importance of living in the present. So, it’s going to be a great day today and productive day.
Wishing all of us many more sunrises. Photo by Mike Hartley
I get cravings for food often. Like daily because I love to eat and drink. My mind wandered to a warm summer day thinking about a large pizza from Tony’s on the boardwalk in Ocean City. Some Shrimp Jammers and a cold drink on the deck part above the restaurant below.
Unfortunately, Tony’s is no more. Well yeah, I heard the new owner/operators have a small carry-out, but rumor is it’s nothing like the old Tony’s pizza. We will miss that spot. The family would always make a stop there every vacation. And I’d get a slice or two if I was down on a day trip to the beach by myself.
Anyway, I got to thinking what is my favorite Pizza in Howard County Maryland. And said to myself why not a post about the search. Notice I didn’t say the best pizza because that is too subjective and not everyone likes the same toppings. And that matters a lot in how pizza comes out and tastes.
I’ll describe what I like about each one. I’m trying to keep a positive mindset so hopefully there are many great things about each but I’m sure I can find something good to say about each. Even if it’s the box it came in.
Just kidding. It’s hard not to like pizza. There are some frozen ones that could test your love for pizza but most you get at a restaurant are going to be pretty good.
I like thin crust so that is the style I’ll be ordering. Sorry to those doing the deep dish as their specialty.
And what better way to begin, low and behold we have a Tony’s Pizzeria right here in Howard County. Not affiliated with the one in OC but special none the less. We went there for subs mostly because they have great cheesesteaks.
The Fat Tony Meat Combo Pizza appealed to me – Yeah that heart attack can’t get here quick enough. Anyway, I ordered a medium because my better half wasn’t joining me for lunch. Which also allowed all the meat toppings she wouldn’t normally go for. Sausage, ham, bacon and pepperoni.
This was a very good pie. Very generous on the toppings and they all had a nice flavor. Good crust, sauce and cheesy. Cooked perfectly. I’ll be back.
If I ordered the Fat Tony’s Meat Combo often, I’d be Fat Mike’s. Photo by Mike Hartley
This is actually the second post on pizza. Here is a link to my thoughts on Anthony’s Pizza in a post called Pizza in Howard County from December 25.
The decorations are down, and everything is bare again. That is the part of the season that I dislike. There is something about holiday decorating that raises my spirits. Now we are back to the grey winter months. Yes, there is a birthday this month that the cray paper and balloons will come out. And I might have a gathering for some old and good friends.
But those lights and the smell of a fresh tree and ornament’s hanging signals a time of family and smiles and peace to me. Here we are a few days into the new year, and they are gone again.
As I boxed up the last of the lights, I think how quickly this year came and went so in no time we’ll be pulling these boxes out again.
Till next year. Kenilworth Mall. Photo by Mike Hartley
What could you do differently? – Now that is one open question from the daily writing prompt.
I’m guessing all of us have a long list of things we could do differently. I just spent a few minutes and came up with a list. Now I’ve got to add these things to my many existing lists.
I could get more serious about exercising.
I could love more.
I could spend more time on the things I like doing.
I could sit with proper posture and get more sleep.
I could volunteer more.
I could modify my stock Miata.
I could organize this blog. Nah I like the mess.
I could get busy remodeling the basement.
I could try to adjust my attitude about winter and cold.
I could start following through on more of my ideas.
Audience for Sunrise in Ocean City. Photo by Mike Hartley
It’s a music day. My better half is out so there is no need for headphones. Just speakers belting out the tunes for me to feel. And I do feel music. The lyrics, the beat hit my soul. Even in the toughest times it can put a smile on my face.
So, my shoulders are bouncing and the swivel in the chair is getting some action, and I can still type fairly accurately. It won’t be long though till I have to get up and move with some energy.
A day of errands and chores ahead, but some fun will be had for sure. The streets are dry, so I think I’ll exercise the Miata for a few minutes. It’s so strange driving that car with the top up. I rarely take it out in the cold, but I miss driving it, so I do when the roads aren’t bad.
Now tomorrow is another story with the temp maybe hitting 55. That’s the magic number for folding that top back. Now the side windows will be up most of the way and maybe the seat warmer on, but with the sun it will be nice.
History
This day January 6th is a disgusting day in this country’s history. And what has been done since regarding that day’s activities is an injustice of justice. A warning and message we didn’t take and was changed into a different narrative to suit his followers. A hateful day that everyone condemned and then many changed their tune.
Why so many continue to bow to this false narrative and continuation of other lies is one of the many that continue to puzzle me.
Creativity Ebbs and Flows
Some days the words flow like a lazy stream. Relaxed, rolling and free. Effortless positive thoughts flow along with the images.
Other days words are dammed up. The mind in turmoil, the body tense, painful and rigid. I get more of these days. I work hard in overcoming them and not making them apparent. So far, I’m pretty good at disguising them. A word actor. An actor in life.
Some days I’m reluctant to pick up a brush or a camera. Others I can’t get enough of them.
Today feels like a good creative day.
Alone on an island wondering where the world is going. Photo by Mike Hartley
Random Thoughts of the Day
My sleep is getting more and more inconsistent. Guess it’s having a flashback.
There is a dance inside of me dying to get out today.
The live version of Simple Man from 1975 might be my favorite song of all time.
I believe in the Manual Gearbox Preservation Society.
If you had a freeway billboard, what would it say? – Now there is an interesting ask by the daily writing prompt.
Wow, that is a tough one because my mind raced through several emotions and messages. And I quickly realized I’d need a lot more billboards. Here are just a few that covered my first 5 minutes of thought on the topic. Wish I had the time for some artwork for each.
Respect each other – Love each other
Hold on, it can get worse.
If all decisions are made with children and grandchildren, in mind. The world would be a better place.
Democracy takes work. No more sitting around expecting others to do it for you.
Welcome to Maryland. Safe driving times are between 3:00am and 3:30am. Except holidays, full moons and weekends coming home from the beach.
We are at a very important point in history; the decisions we make now will affect generations to come.
I’d like to send the Seal Teams against Scammers.
Malignant Narcissism and Dementia = Great name for a carnival ride but not a President.
We could do better with instructions, from what I see. Photo by Mike Hartley
I won’t wait for winter to end to visit the Eastern Shore of Maryland again. One of these days I’m going to have to eat crabs out on the deck at the Crab Claw restaurant in that red building across the water here.
St Michaels along the Miles River. Photo by Mike Hartley
St Michaels and Easton have lots of good spots to eat and I love walking both towns. Speaking of walking I need to get on that treadmill today and make up for the slack effort put forth on Sunday.
But the ocean calls and I’m going to start a countdown till I’m sitting at the bar at The Wedge watching the boats go in and out the inlet while eating a crab flatbread and a cold beverage.
My better half and I stopped here and loved it. Great place to sit, eat, drink and enjoy the view of the inlet and Assateague Island. Photo by Mike Hartley
But today I’m also working on sorting out inputs to get control of. For instance, I can stay well informed while not getting overwhelmed with politics. So, I’m reading more and watching less TV.
Getting back to listening to more music as I work and exercise is a good feeling again. I got so away from my norms in December when under the weather. They feel that much more special as I resume them again. A reminder that health is everything.
I’ve got one appointment I’d like to avoid today but that wouldn’t be smart. So, I’ll knock that out and return to the office and easel and work hard this afternoon and evening on my passions.
The daily writing prompt asks – Do you spend more time thinking about the future or past? Why?
I guess it depends on the day and situation. Most of the time I’m thinking about the future. Holidays and certain anniversaries I’m thinking about the past and reflecting. Certain locations or events might trigger more past thoughts.
I like looking forward but I also have a lot of good memories so looking at the past is nice sometimes also.
Now I’d say I spend more time thinking ahead than behind. Trying to live more in the present.
Which Direction to choose today. Photo by Mike Hartley
Changing my approach to change. I’m trying to combat the forces of age and nature that resist change with advancing years.
Changing speeds in my motivation is a beginning that will help with everything else. I’m already feeling and seeing the difference in productivity and results.
Chrome and Color. Photo by Mike Hartley
I’m trying to make a big change in terms of letting some things go. Some old family items, at least a third of the stuff in my workroom, some materials I’ve been saving for who knows what project.
I’m trying to change the focus here to more of my original intent with a photography focus but here I am contributing more grey matter.
Some changes are in relationships. The ones that require me to be the giver most of the time, become less attractive.
Some are changes in interest. This one has been happening for a while now. Since my retirement I have had less in common with a lot of people because I’ve dropped what I was doing professionally almost entirely. My hobbies now don’t register with most I’ve known for a while, with a rare exception here and there.
Many changes are out of my control, but they could have big effects on me. Things like friends moving away or passing. Of course, I’ve been touched by people close to me passing as we all have. But most all my best and longest-term friends have always lived close by. That will be tough as those things change.
In some cases, I might be forced to accept change and that is probably the most difficult. I’ve been lucky enough to maintain my own home and property for many decades here. But those days are numbered. I still enjoy it and can do most of it, but the heavy stuff is taking a toll. And there are parts of this yard it’s very easy to fall on which I’ve done many times.
Well, it’s late and time to change into exercise man, watch a little of the Ravens game before returning to work here for a late-night post. Don’t worry, I’ll change it up so it won’t be a serious post.
The second wind has arrived, and I’ve got the sails up and running with it. Maybe it’s that full moon out there tonight. or the glow I have from the time with the family today. Whatever it is, I’m in a positive frame of mind and have some time to tinker with my crafts.
Sunset in Ocean City. Photo by Mike Hartley
Some more time on the treadmill for the body and mind. About to put the printer to work and finish the holiday family prints for the kids and my wall.
Also feeling inspired to sit at the easel for a bit and let the brush flow. I’m turning nocturnal again. Well, I might as well go with the flow.
We went to Kenilworth Mall to meet the family today and look at the train garden.
I love watching the kid’s reactions to trains and the villages created.
There were a few fathers who seemed to take a keen interest in the sights as well.
A way to see the circus in the middle of winter.
Nice work to the people who set this one up.
Oh, if you’re hungry may I recommend Italian Gardens Restaurant. Very good pizza, flatbreads and salads and wonderful service.
It’s so funny to watch the kids get lost in looking at the displays and then realize mom or dad isn’t next to them and the panic in their face till they see you. Well in this case seeing Papa made him happy.
A rather populated set of windowpanes. Reminds me of me. I love looking out of our windows at home. We aren’t at the top of the hill but near it, (elevation wise) so the view is nice for both sunrises and sunsets. Oh, there are lots of trees in the way, but this time of year it’s easy to see through them.
Window from St Michaels MD. Photo by Mike Hartley
When we moved here there was nothing but woods behind us. Now during the winter, you can see faint lines of 2 homes in the distance and one home in a court off to our right. But I’m not looking for that anyway. I love watching wildlife. And there is a nice variety in the area to view if you’re patient.
So many colorful winged friends. And others so well camouflaged you have to have experience in spotting them. Sometimes I’ll look out the window and see a deer sleeping, then another and another and yet another. And I’m probably not seeing 2-3 more.
Most of the time I’m looking out and up. That is till you see a snake and then you gaze down a lot more for a few weeks. That isn’t a concern this time of year though.
There are homes with better views. But I’m very good with mine.
The daily writing prompt asks – What colleges have you attended.
I’ve attended the School of Hard Knocks. Graduated with honors in Life. Nah, really, I only attended one year of college at Catonsville Community College. I think it’s been renamed the Community College of Baltimore.
I started as an Applied Art and Design major but dropped out for work after the first year. Really pretty much after the first semester because in the second semester I started working more than full time at the same time. I concentrated on my art and photography classes and dropped English Lit class.
Hard ladder to success. Photo by Mike Hartley
Like high school I got intimidated and wasn’t confident in my abilities and work. So, I had to learn that over my career and grow up in a few ways. In making a climb from the bottom you sometimes learn some important lessons you don’t get in school or college.
I learned a lot about perspective, persistence and people along the journey. I enjoyed learning the art of learning after leaving school.
We opened the blog shop early today (couldn’t sleep) but then we closed for a morning doctor’s appointment and a visit to long time neighbors who are moving away next week.
To the left of this monitor is a picture of our son and daughter and their 2 daughters and son. It’s at the bus stop for elementary school. I had them all face me shoulder to shoulder straight faced and then had them turn to the side and look over their shoulder at me and smirk. It looks like a lineup.
Where have the last 3 decades gone? We are so lucky they are all healthy and doing okay.
The neighborhood is starting to have some turnover. I saw that happen to my parent’s neighborhood and now it’s happening to ours. That’s life, constant change.
Open so often, no sense changing the sign. Photo by Mike Hartley
After a quick refueling (lunch) the shop is open again and the printer has just fired up to complete the Christmas day prints of the family celebration. Then upload some new images to the photo site and spend a little time organizing there.
Do you play in your daily life? What says “playtime” to you? – A kind of upbeat question from the daily writing prompt.
I had to think for a second about if I play in daily life. But only for a second or two and then I smiled about the little things I do that would be considered play. Like sneaking up behind my better half. Trading barbs with friends. Taking a few minutes to look at some cartoons from artist I follow or a comedian and laugh.
Sometimes I’ll play at being a plumber, electrician, carpenter, landscaper, mechanic. Sometimes successful but most of the time I come to my senses and call a professional.
Many might say I play at my hobbies all day. I play little games with myself to keep me motivated.
What says “Playtime” to me, is my grandchildren. When they come running to me and grab my hand and take off running saying “play with me” I almost lose my mind with happiness. My grandson wants to ride the tractor each time he visits. He’ll grab me as he gets out of the car and lead me right to the shed.
My granddaughter gets so excited with the sprinkler and splashpads when it’s warm. And of course, one of her favorites is playing Diner with us. She makes up signs and sets up a restaurant and announces her opening and we have a meal. Or she’ll run down the hallway yelling “draw with me” as she ducks into my son’s old room which is “the drawing room” to her.
Ah, play, yeah, I play. But I still think back to when I was very young, and we could play all day outside. That was play. Sports, building forts from woods, riding bikes, skateboards, sleds, tag, ping pong, and every board game known to man.
Those days were cut short for me. Maybe that is why I’m so happy to be part of my grandkids play and fun.
Beach Volleyball in Ocean City MD. Photo by Mike Hartley
I was beginning to fade this morning when an Imminent Threat Alert from the National Weather Service came at 4:29am and the phone made an unfamiliar sound so of course it got my attention. Well, I got up and saw what this snow squall line is about.
If you were driving, I could see it being a white out condition. The winds were certainly very impressive, but the snow wasn’t heavy enough for a total white out except for brief periods. It did coat the roads and I’m sure that it was slippery.
The snow left as quickly as it came. Leaving a dusting that was mostly gone by the time I got back up later this morning. I’ve had it with the below average temps and strong winds though.
Sometimes I feel a bit off step with others. And I’m fine with that now instead of being self-conscious about it. We each have our own beat and lyrics.
I marched to others tunes for so long I’ve had trouble getting in step with my own. But going into the new year I feel different. Could it be it took me two years of retirement to unwind and get back my own path.
No more stealth mode or hiding my head. Time to throw it to the hawks or against the wall and see what sticks or is devoured.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Can’t believe I stayed awake to see the New Year in for 26. Still young in mind even though the body may disagree.
The daily writing prompt asks – What are your biggest challenges?
Challenging myself and then getting out of my own way. Staying motivated and making the best use of each day.
The challenges I see are the ones in front of me each day now. If I choose to devote the energy and resources to the task or goal. I used to make things more complicated but it’s really pretty simple. I just need to do the thing.
And then move onto the next thing. And on and on. That’s when challenges become fun, because you’re in a rhythm and what was once a challenge is routine. And new challenges present themselves and your appetite for them just grows.
Glad my teeth are still up to the challenge. Photo by Mike Hartley
