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Simple can be best

The last two days with my children and grandchildren have been wonderful. My daughter and her daughter yesterday for some play, laughter, lunch and cake. We have used our deck two days in a row and have been loving it.

My son visited the day before with his children and we also had lunch and played for hours.

These simple times can have some real memories in them. From a young grandchild grabbing my hand strongly with so much excitement it’s hard to understand them talking about where we’re going and what we’re doing but I slowly pick it up. But just feeling one of them squeezing my hand is something I’ll cherish.

Mostly because I know it has a lifespan. Then again, I can see my granddaughters holding hands as I congratulate them on their graduation years from now. And certainly, a firm handshake from my grandson and a big hug from all of them.

So many things about a simple life appeal to me. Not having a huge home or expensive cars to worry about. Not having to travel far and wide to be happy. Being close to my children and grandchildren that we can see each other with ease. Having friends, I can gather with regularly.

We don’t need the Michelin 5 Star restaurants; we have some local favorites that suit us just fine. I don’t need a seat on a cruise ship; I have my hammock on my old pool deck.

I don’t need the latest and greatest camera equipment; I’m fine with my outdated and average cameras.

I think I’ll keep this Sunday simple.

A red and white beach umbrella providing shade on a sandy shore, with a beach chair and a straw basket nearby against a backdrop of the ocean.
Right time, right angle, right day. It’s easy when someone else sets up the still life for you. Photo by Mike Hartley


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2 Books

What’s the first book you ever finished and still remember to this day. – Asks the daily prompt.

That is a long time ago to remember the first book I ever read. I still have a few old books on my shelf that may have been the first I remember. The first is Operation Deep Freeze. From my dad that is signed by the author Rear Admiral George J. Dufek who he served under. Dad went on operation Deep Freeze I & II.

It’s also signed by several of the captains of the ships on those voyages. Those go over a few pages, so I just shot the author’s signature.

The other book is American Sports Hero’s by Fred Katz.

Cover of the book 'Operation Deepfreeze' by Rear Admiral George J. Dufek, detailing the story of a polar expedition, featuring a naval insignia and images of ships in a polar landscape.
A handwritten note that reads 'To James Hartley With Sincere regards George Duffle' on a blank page.


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AdVice

What’s the most profound piece of advice you’ve been given? Did you take it? – Interesting questions from the daily prompt.

A wise person once said to me at work. “Mike, you know this area in and out and you love it. You’re an excellent teacher and skilled but I need you to let go of it and be involved in new things that keep us growing.

Yes, I took it and it helped me take some more risks in the future that worked out well.

So, my advice to you is to go for it.

A traffic signal displaying a green light, with colorful flags, including an American flag, hanging from a building. Street signs for Main St. and Maryland Ave. are visible.
Its green and the town is trying to get going.
Photo by Mike Hartley


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24 hours

The daily prompt asks – If you had an unlimited budget for 24 hours, what would you do?

I’m cranky and don’t like questions like this. Spending time in fantasy land instead of doing something productive is counterproductive to me.

Thinking like this fuel’s addictions like gambling. That goal of money and greed isn’t good. But it seems that is the focus of so many of us.

Even if you were thinking of doing good for 24 hours that is an enormous task. And it’s too much responsibility for me to even map out in post this morning. Plus, my grandchildren will be here within the hour, and I have to turn into Mr. Entertainment.

Me, I’m going to stay and spend within my income budget and try to make the world a better place and enjoy the people around me today.

A vintage pocket watch is partially buried in shredded paper money, displayed under a glass dome on a wooden base.
Photo by Mike Hartley
A vintage pocket watch encased under a glass dome, surrounded by shredded currency, symbolizing the concept of time and value.
Photo by Mike Hartley
A vintage pocket watch displayed under a glass dome, surrounded by a mound of shredded paper.
Photo by Mike Hartley
A vintage pocket watch displayed under a glass dome, surrounded by a circular arrangement of shredded paper resembling currency.
Photo by Mike Hartley


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House of Pain

I chose the title of this post (House of Pain) because a song titled that came up this morning on a mix I was listening to. That song always causes me to pause and think about pain.

Today is the anniversary of my mom passing. 15 years seems like a long time, and no it doesn’t feel like yesterday, but it also doesn’t feel like 15 years. Mom meant the world to me, and she tried to make our home and my life and my sisters the best possible. And she did a great job.

No home is perfect. Families struggle with mental and physical health issues. Financial and career problems. Addiction monkeys on members. Trying to have a family meal together but family members are going off to war. The day-to-day pressures of life and relationships.

I’ve seen a lot of pain in a lot of households. And enough in my own home growing up.

A woman in a striped dress sits at a table, crafting with scissors. Various artificial flowers are arranged on the table, alongside a framed photograph and decorative items in a cozy, vintage-style room.
Mom doing one of the things that made her happy. I still have that picture of her and my father in the background on the shelf above my desk.

Families though have many things hidden to others. Ours was no different. But things only stay under wraps for so long.

In going through some more old family things yesterday and today I was reminded of some very worst of times. Tragic events that eventually lead to my father’s death. These must have shook her to the core and caused a lot of pain.

They lumped in with many others in my memories of that time that I didn’t realize the seriousness of or was shielded from it at the time before I was 5. But by time I was 6 or 7 years old, I knew serious things were happening. At 9 I was fatherless and at 42 mom was a widow.

I don’t know anyone who had dealt with more pain in their life than her. And I wasn’t the best of help in my teenage years shortly after his passing. I’m glad I changed and helped make her life better.

She had some good days later in life but her first 50 years were a struggle of epic proportions. Losing both of her parents at a very young age. Growing up in the Great Depression. A husband away in WWII and Korea. And many other personal family issues she dealt with my father and stayed by his side and tried her hardest to help him. She also had a great deal of courage facing physical problems both early and late in life.

I’m glad I have memories of better times with her, but I will never forget the sounds of her crying when I was young.


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Shows last

What’s a show that had the perfect series finale? – Asks the daily prompt.

I was always a big fan of the show M*A*S*H and thought that final was good. There were two others that I also liked. The Newhart show and Cheers had good finales.

Of course, Derek Jeter last game at Yankee Stadium was also great with a walk-off hit to win the game in the 9th.

Five baseball umpires gathered on the field near home plate discussing a play, with a player visible in the background.
It’s not over till we say it’s over. Photo by Mike Hartley


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This That There

There I go again, off on another tangent. This must stop. That rage must end.

Okay, I’m better again. Could be the music I just turned up. The prospect of seeing my children and grandchildren this weekend. The thought of the sun appearing tomorrow after a week of absence. Maybe that twitch in my left leg, and right hand can be cured by that manual transmission once I rip the cover off.

I’m sorry, after a week of sitting the traction control button is going to be disabled and the top will be down.

All these things have me looking up. I know I’m behind on some fresh shooting for this week. I captured my favorite Hawk Monday between the rain taking in the view from a power pole in my back yard.

A close-up of a hawk perched on a wooden fence post, surrounded by green foliage.
A close-up of a hawk perched on a wooden post, surrounded by green foliage.

Someone is pretending to ignore me.

A close-up of a hawk perched on a wooden post, showcasing its brown and white plumage against a blurred green background.
A red-shouldered hawk perched on a wooden post, viewed from the side with a blurred green background.

No matter how far he turned his head I bet he never lost sight of me.

A red-shouldered hawk perched on a wooden post, surrounded by green foliage.

Photos by Mike Hartley

And of course, after he finished pretending we looked at each other for a good bit.

I feel kind of creative today. Must be this cleaned up office. I just put a fresh stack of 8×10 semi-gloss in the printer, so I think I’ll make that hum for a bit.

I might try some night shooting when darkness rolls in.

Random Thoughts of the Day

  • I forgot that I really liked the Bob Segar song Shakedown a lot.
  • My mom had beautiful penmanship. I didn’t get that gene.
  • I have a choice to express myself or not. Why waste the opportunity to go wild.
  • Today feels like a day to mess with a telemarketer caller.


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Pony UP and Jump

The more I look at the classic cars the more I’m convinced if I ever need another car (I’m keeping the old Miata) I’d get a classic muscle car.

Well so much for the morning fantasy. I’ve gotten the latest start to the day today in a long time. Guess I needed to catch up on some beauty sleep. It’s not helping that aspect but mentally I do feel a bit more refreshed.

A classic 1960s gray Ford Mustang driving on a road with green bushes in the background.

Today is the last day of cloudy skies and rain for a bit. It’s been feeling swamp like the last few days, but at least it’s helped the drought situation here in the mid-Atlantic a bit. There is a downpour going on outside right now and some thunder.

A classic red Ford Mustang driving on a city street, showcasing its shiny chrome detailing and vintage design.

The Purge and the Priceless

It has begun. My office is already 100% better and it has inspired me to continue so I’m sorting through my old things and my parent’s things.

So many photographs, I’m both very thankful and feel like I’ve been assigned to be a photo editor for two people who have prints from 3-4 decades and they weren’t bashful in pushing the shutter apparently.

I’ve made purges in the past; my mom was an avid gardener. And she also loved taking pictures of her flowers and gardens. I mean lots of them. Years and years of blooms. Or holiday photos or the cat pictures. But as always, some old gems that are priceless and that I want kept in the family for historical purposes.

The few antiques that need to be looked up for value if any. Then comes some tougher things. The personal items. Most of which have gone through a sort or two before. I don’t want to leave my children an overwhelming amount of stuff to go through like we did.

I have a box in front of me of medium size filled with newspaper clippings. Most of my dad’s stuff from his later days in the Navy in the 50s and early 60s. Lots of historical things from ships travels and bases on Operation Deep Freeze I and II. His work in DC at Bethesda Naval Hospital.

Today I learned a lot more about my father in a letter to my mom from a Captain that served with him for years. I learned some great things, but it reminded me of some very tough things. Some that I experienced when I was young. My dad had health struggles late in his young life.

But I’m extremely glad to have a better picture of him when he was healthy and the work, he did and how he went about it. Things I never got to talk to him about.

Found a shot of his of this penguin jumping on Operation Deep Freeze. I have a number of slides he took that have a lot of nature there also that I have to digitize. I haven’t run into too many prints yet but there are a few more boxes.

A group of penguins on an icy landscape with some swimming in the water and a mountainous background, captured in black and white.

Random Thoughts of the Day

  • Family is a lifetime commitment.
  • Tomorrow the cover comes off and some seat time in the convertible will be had.
  • I’ve added ice cream to my list of additions. I wish I could help myself. I guess working in an ice cream factory at a young age scarred me for life.
  • By the end of the day, I will no longer be embarrassed to bring someone into my office.


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Dinner with friends

The daily prompt asks – If you could have dinner with any philosopher, who would it be?

I’ll be selecting my close friends. They aren’t on any list of any famous philosophers of the past or present. But we are all great philosophers and provide endless enlightenment and solutions, far and wide each time we gather.

We have been doing it for decades. For most of our lives it’s been weekly gatherings from the time we were teenagers. We have explored every facet of life with abandon and humor. We never run out of thoughts and almost die laughing together on many of our observations and takes of life.

Were a bunch of nuts who love to have a great time. Sometimes after a day of fishing. Maybe a ballgame. Or just our regular weekly gathering exploring fixes that are sometimes eye opening or very funny and absurd recommendations. Most of the time after a very hard week at work and raising a family and trying to stay sane.

In our younger days we were always gathering after we finished playing basketball together. Watching a football or hoops game or just raising holy hell which we tended to do regardless of the reason for getting together.

We have had so many fun dinners together. Where everyone contributed to the prep, cooking and cleaning. All the while getting toasted as Joan of Arc. Retiring to the front porch to watch the sunset over the water and continue pontificating on the world and everything in it. Then retiring to the firepit for the final analysis and shots for the evening.

When one of our stalwarts tries to stand and asks what round it is and someone says the “fights over man”, and others grab his arms and say “were going to the locker room” as we walk him back towards his house and bed.

Close-up view of a roaring fire with flames dancing around logs, casting warm light and creating glowing embers in a fireplace.
Thinking is always better by a fire. Photo by Mike Hartley


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Handle it, don’t crash

How do you handle fear and self-doubt? – Asks the daily prompt.

Interesting question to field so early in the morning. I believe I handle those two differently.

Fear is quick and I don’t let it get to me. Yes, it’s a natural response in situations but it’s how you deal with it. I learned about handling fear when riding a motorcycle.

One of the first things I learned is not to overreact. Grabbing the front brake too hard and you fly over the handlebars. Stomp the rear brake too hard you’re going to skid and lose control. The front brake is about 70% of the stopping power so it’s a balance of using both brakes the right way and staying in control that helps you stop the quickest. At least that is the old logic. It’s been a few decades since grabbing the throttle.

Luckily, I had a good friend explain that to me early on and practice makes perfect. Well almost, it’s still how you react in that situation. But if you’ve done it lots of times it’s more likely you will survive.

Next with fear is fixating on something instead of thinking and looking ahead. You go where you look on a bike and if you’re focused on the problem then you’re heading right towards it. What are your alternatives/actions you can take.

Emergency fear on a bike. Someone once told me that people react in one of 3 ways. Some just shut their eyes and shut down. Some are transfixed on the problem ahead and then there are those who react/avert and save themselves.

Self-doubt I have more issues with. It’s plagued me throughout my life. Few people can beat me up like me. Even when I know I’ve done well or a good job, I’m always picking it apart.

Self-doubt has kept me from even participating in things or taking positions at work.

Age helps overcome self-doubt. That experience leads to more confidence at least while taking the next step and moving forward. Having good people around you will help you with self-doubt because they will acknowledge that you have skills and smarts. And encourage you to do more.

I got much better in dealings with self-doubt in my 30s and 40s and had overcome it in my 50s and 60s at work when I had a duo of confidence and experience to balance it out.

But then an interesting thing happened. Age betrayed me. In my last year of work, I noticed things that used to be root knowledge I was suddenly questioning myself again and looking at my notes to make sure I was right. I was always right but self-doubt had crept back into my life.

And in retirement I feel that more again now not being so sure of things. I guess I have more work to do in this area again.

A person riding a red Harley-Davidson motorcycle in traffic, wearing a black helmet and a beige jacket.
Ride safe. Photo by Mike Hartley


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Paused

One of my best friends told me his (buddy) dog died last night. That’s a great loss for his family and I feel so bad for him and his wife. I’ve always admired all his relationships with his dogs over the many decades I’ve known him. A lot of love and time is spent between them. He would tell me about the walks they went on.

Or how he would just lay on the basement floor with them and play and love. The nuances of each of his pets were relayed always with a smile and grin. Where they slept, what they would do when he got home, what was their favorite treat, how good a swimmer they were, how they were protecters.

When we gather each week, the dogs are part of almost every vigil.

Q was a great dog. Very friendly and lovable. I enjoyed giving him attention and loven’s. It will be a solum meeting this week.

A golden dog stands on the porch in front of a blue door with decorative glass, surrounded by green shrubs.
Always ready to go. Photo by Mike Hartley

Pets become so much more and are family members to most. Many of us have experienced that pain of that loss. The void it leaves in our hearts and in our days.

It’s too much for some. My better half couldn’t stand to go through that again. And I understand this.

I’m fairly sure my friend will get another dog. He has always had one. I can’t imagine him without one.

I’m convinced animals especially dogs are so loving and squeeze so much into each day because they know how short life is and how precious each day is.

Between that gut wrenching pain my best friend is having I also hope he is remembering how much joy they gave each other.


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Arlington

Arlington National Cemetery – Having visited here to see family I’ve also taken some time to shoot around the cemetery. Being it’s Memorial Day I thought I’d share a link to a few hundred shots I’ve taken at various seasons and spots. I find it to be a beautiful place.

It’s strange how different my visits are. Some are easy and always feel good when leaving. Others have been difficult at best, usually when it’s been too long in between visits.

Here is the link to that gallery of images. You can select Slideshow in the upper right if you want to just sit and think about this holiday for a few minutes. Mike Hartley | Arlington National Cemetery

A gravestone marked with the name 'Michael Burns' and details of his military service, with a small American flag planted beside it, located at the base of a tree in a cemetery.
Time at ANC. Photo by Mike Hartley

This is the link to the cemetery site. Arlington National Cemetery – Home

A military honor guard stands in formation beside a horse-drawn carriage carrying a casket draped in an American flag, set against a backdrop of trees and a clear sky.
Burial detail at Arlington National Cemetery. Photo by Mike Hartley


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Questioning reality

The daily prompt asks – What’s a moment that made you question reality?

That’s easy 2016-2020 and 2024-present. Sorry, everything has seemed off during this time.

When walking down the beach about a decade ago I saw my duplicate. That was weird. I mean it was exact. Age, build, coloring, beard, height and hair.

Watching Jeff Bezos destroy The Washington Post.

A red and brown striped snake resting on a bed of small rocks.
I’ve seen several types of snakes in my yard but never one colored like this. Photo by Mike Hartley


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Memorial Day

Thank you for your sacrifice and to your surviving family members I wish you peace and fond memories of your loved ones.

A serene cemetery with white headstones adorned with small American flags, set on a grassy slope under leafy trees.
Flags for the fallen on Memorial Day at Arlington National Cemetery. Photo by Mike Hartley

Unfortunately, it’s a raining day here so there is no bright sunshine falling on the headstones and flags today. I hope to go next Sunday morning to visit.


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Sunday strain

Started off today with a muscle strain in my left calf. I had a bad cramp last night. I was trying to stretch it out this morning because it was still sore and might have hurt it more. Such is life, I’ll just add it to the list of pains to ignore.

I’m straining to keep a positive attitude with this weather. At least the rain has stopped for a few hours today. But remaining cloudy and cool with more rain tomorrow is challenging my patience. So much for the BBQ’s this weekend.

This week is a rebuilding and refinishing week for this body and mind. Just like this window I’m in trouble so a new frame, glass and some paint and we will be running strong again.

Close-up of a weathered window frame with peeling paint and damaged wood, set against a brick wall.
Photo by Mike Hartley

I’m not sure if the physical is affecting the mental attitude or the mental attitude has affected the body. Usually when I’m in better spirits the physical stuff isn’t as apparent.

And like the photo below says, “Don’t Give Up The Ship.” So, I have my marching orders for this week. Full steam ahead.

An American flag and a blue flag with the text 'DON'T GIVE UP THE SHIP' hanging between buildings, surrounded by trees and utility poles.
Photo by Mike Hartley

Random Thoughts of the Day

  • I was making progress cleaning my office, till I looked at the floor.
  • Made more prints and uploaded hundreds of new shots to the photo site in the last two days. I’m feeling a sense of accomplishment.
  • I’m in need of a good night’s sleep and this is good sleeping weather.
  • Be smart, it saves a lot of aggravation.


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The Summer WALL of SOUND

This summer I’m going to fill each day with so much music that I can’t fail to have a good day. I’ve been smiling ear to ear this morning with music filling my office. Well maybe the basement also and some of the upstairs.

I know Memorial Day weekend is the unofficial start to summer but this one looks far from summerlike. That’s fine, music can warm my soul. And the whole day and night will be filled with it.

And every friggin day this summer. Music makes me happy. It pumps me up. Music and driving have always been one of the great joys in life to me. I like to dance to music, even though I’m not too good at it. I don’t care; music makes me move. Sitting here tapping my feet to Rock of Ages now as I type.

Today I’m flipping back and forth between my favorites on YouTube and the local radio station 100.7 The Bay doing the Memorial Day 500 countdown.

So, turn it up, blow your own horn or bang a drum or sing out LOUD. Get out of that chair and duck walk. Chances are you will feel better.

Oh, Gimme Shelter from the Stones just came on, I have to get up and do my Mick Jagger strut. Have a nice afternoon.

A musician playing a trumpet outdoors, wearing a striped t-shirt and focused on performing.
He can play that horn. Photo by Mike Hartley

Random Thoughts of the Day

  • The shame is what we don’t accomplish while we have the opportunities.
  • I loved watching Phil Collins play drums.
  • The lies are getting thin and old. Proving there is a limit on how many times you can repeat falsehoods.
  • I don’t get drivers who buy convertibles and leave the top up all the time. It’s not right.


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Movie question

What’s a movie you expected to hate but ended up loving? – Asks the daily prompt.

The Shawshank Redemption is the movie that comes to mind. Never expected a prison movie to be so compelling.

I’m not much of an action movie fan but, the movie Venom surprised me and I liked it.

A decorative golden booth with a ghostly figure wearing a white top hat and long white hair, surrounded by two carved pumpkins, inside a building with intricate architectural details and a chandelier overhead.
Tickets please. Photo by Mike Hartley


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Da Duck

Given the wetness of the day, I pulled this old draft from the depths and thought it was appropriate for the weather. Because you have to be a duck to enjoy a day like today.

From the limited reading I’ve done on them it seems there are only a few in existence and in operation still. I was always hesitant to use them when they ran in Baltimore. I found a few old images I shot of them on land and in the water.

Ride the Duck on Land Photo by Mike Hartley
Ride the Duck on Land. Photo by Mike Hartley

It was called Ride the Duck. It shut down in Baltimore in 2009. I did enjoy seeing the tourists and kids liking this unique ride.

Ride the Duck at Sea Photo by Mike Hartley
Ride the Duck at Sea. Photo by Mike Hartley


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Dirt Monitor

In doing some sorting I found this draft from over a decade ago. It’s a shot of a pressroom monitor I took from when I worked at The Washington Post. It’s from the Maryland plant where there were 4 press lines. Pressrooms are dirty places. Even with enclosed control rooms.

I worked on a press in the 70s and it was all out in the open. Started flying papers off the folder and then learned how to do roll changes, brake adjustments, plate changes, operate the forklift and clamp trucks, unload trailers of fresh paper and eventually getting to set water/ink/speed. Very little temperature or humidity control so it was always a challenge to keep the presses running without web breaks. There was lint everywhere and ink on most exposed skin.

From the WP Pressroom Photo by Mike Hartley
From the pressroom. And yes, they cleaned them. Photo by Mike Hartley

It was never full-time gig out there. I worked in the Engraving department, but they were always short-staffed or had issues with the old press and missed deadlines. It was overtime most of the time so that was great. And if the old timers could get someone at 20 to do the heavy lifting, they could work with that. Learned a lot about printing climbing around that jungle gym. I was a 9-unit Goss Suburban. 4 on one end and 5 units stacked on the other side that we ran color and larger editions.

That first job in newspapers I work the longest average hours per week, longer hours in one stretch more times and physically harder than at any job since. It was a great experience and the knowledge I gained there was incredible. It was a nightmare at times and the best of times. I still have a very good friend from that over 5 decades later.

So, here’s to an art, craft and science that is fading from existence. The Pressman. A group of people doing a tough physical job that requires a lot of skills. You usually are working rotating shift because a lot of newspapers print at night. They keep those presses running at other times, but the bulk is in the evenings in most cases. You always had my respect. It was a little more dangerous, physical and dirty in the old days but it’s still a hard job even today.

Just an FYI. The downtown plant closed a year after I started there. The College Park MD printing plant this monitor was from, closed in 2009/2010, and the last remaining printing plant of the originals in Springfield I hear will close at the end of this year.


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Everywhere

I was looking at the morning news and that 40,000 people have been evacuated because of a chemical leak in California. And I got to thinking about how that could happen here and anywhere.

There are so few places that aren’t in danger anymore that it’s like being surrounded with ticking timebombs. The local businesses with hazardous chemicals. All the local gas stations. The trains that cris cross our towns, cities and countryside loaded with huge amounts of hazardous chemicals. Oh, and the trucks next to you on the highway.

Think of being evacuated and not knowing what will happen, when you might if ever be able to return to your home. Or if your home is left?

The large-scale disaster is hard to comprehend. A chemical plant, of which there are many, could have an accident. Some have and those have been deadly. But all these chemical releases, I bet no one really knows the damage that could have been done. It’s probably too hard to track how much is released and where it goes and in what quantities. Where does it settle or get absorbed?

Given the scale of the chemical industry, it’s kind of amazing there haven’t been worse incidents. I hope today’s situation resolves itself the best way possible but neither option looks good.

I’ve always loved the sound of the train passing about a mile down the road. I just hope they all stay on track.

Industrial facility featuring gray storage tanks and piping, enclosed by a fence.
Part of the gas pipeline plant along Carroll Mill Road. Photo by Mike Hartley

Random Thoughts of the Day

  • I should be either depressed or mad or both at the 40-degree temps and rain in late May on a holiday weekend. But I’m not for some reason and I can’t figure out why.
  • Given the wet weather I guess I should work with watercolor paints today.
  • I’m pretty sure we can’t go through another 2 1/2 years of this madness.
  • I’m going to have to resist the urge to nap today.


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Life means

Holy crap, what a question for an early Saturday morning after a late Friday night from the daily prompt.

What is the meaning of life?

If I had that answer, I wouldn’t be the screwed-up mess, sitting at this keyboard. I guess I should be looking for it being I’m in the later stages of life. Maybe pass on that wisdom to my family. Here is my best shot.

Sharing love, laughter and learning. Leaving the world a better place than you found it. Finding connections with people and opportunities to make yourself and others around you better. To always be there for family. To have appreciation. To find love. To find that thing inside you that makes you happy. To be grateful and share joy. Make a lot of good memories along the way.

Elegant interior of a hotel lobby showcasing a curved staircase, decorative wall paneling, and a welcoming seating area with plants.
Staircase of life. Photo by Mike Hartley


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Doors v18.26

Time for the weekly Thursday Doors challenge with our host Dan Antion. For those who love entrances, exits and the buildings and art that surrounds them this is the spot for you. The wonderful contributions from everywhere will delight. Share your own link in the comments on Dan’s weekly Door’s page.

Obviously, I’m late for the party this week. Busy schedule and not feeling 100%. But enough with excuses, I made it and even though it’s from the shoot I did the previous week in Annapolis MD. It’s better than missing a week. These didn’t make the cut the last week but being I didn’t get any new shooting done; they are this week’s contribution to the cause.

Have a great Memorial Day Weekend. And please pause for those who gave their lives for the freedom we live in today.

Exterior view of Lewnes' Steak House, featuring a red building with a black awning, showcasing signs for Prime Steaks and Chops & Seafood.
One of the best steak houses in Maryland. Photo by Mike Hartley

I wish it was sunny here in the mid-Atlantic, but it is a dreary weekend.

A life-sized bear statue wearing a white sweater stands outside a brightly colored shop with a pink striped door, holding a cane.
A little pink. Photo by Mike Hartley

I told my wife I couldn’t bear to go into one more store.

A historic building with colonial architectural features, featuring black shutters and a slate roof, alongside a small blue house. In front, a street lamp with a Maryland flag and outdoor seating area.
The Capital Hotel on the left. Photo by Mike Hartley

The door on the left below has a brutal step down. The door on the right has 4 steep steps up to it. I stood at the base of those steps to shoot the door.

A maroon door with a green frame and decorative trim, set against a light blue wooden wall, featuring a small outdoor light and a mail slot.
A close-up view of a wooden door with a rustic finish, featuring a decorative wreath made of dried leaves and decorative elements, mounted at the center of the door.

Photos by Mike Hartley

A landscaped garden with colorful flowers and greenery in front of a brick building, featuring a walkway of red bricks and a lamp post.
Photo by Mike Hartley

Above is the Maryland State House.

A door labeled 'Alarm Control Room' with the number '23' visible, located at a lower level, surrounded by a gray wall and a cracked base.
Photo by Mike Hartley

Passed a small stairwell down to this door.


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Have you

Have you ever been part of a crowd where everyone was moving in beat with the music and everyone’s arms were in the air together in unison, the crowd singing louder than the lead vocalist to the lyrics. Like those concerts in the 60s and 70s. No cell phones, nobody trying to impress anyone. Just absorbed by the music.

I can still get that feeling now even when I’m alone. Memories of those concerts and times make the hair on my neck tingle when certain songs come on at certain times.

That was such a powerful feeling and rush. 20, 30, 40 thousand people in sync and all focused on the band. The only pause in the energy is the seconds or minute or two between songs. Concerts seemed longer in the days I went frequently. Which is a long time ago.

A friend is going to a show this evening of a big star and an old one. The disappointing thing I see now is a lot of people sitting on their butts with phones in the air in the video and clips I see.

Recapturing that magic is tough, I guess. That and the fact that a lot of popular acts have aged. Some have lost members and it doesn’t sound or feel the same.

I experienced that a long time ago. When I followed The Who and Keith Moon passed. When they got Zack Starkey, it was close but never the same. I had the same thought when I thought about seeing Rush again but without Neil Peart, I’m sure it would be different. I’m not saying different isn’t good or maybe in a few cases better, but it’s changed.

Though for me when I see some of these groups I feel like I’m back in time and inhibitions fade. Even when I hear the songs at home or in the car it takes me to that special seat at a concert. Sometimes right up front. Yeah, we slept out overnight for seats from a ticket office window.

But the number of concerts I’m willing to spend hundreds or thousands of dollars on is 0 because it’s been a few years since seeing a big show. We might start looking at smaller shows and venues.

From some of the stubs I have from the 70s the average price seemed to be around $8 a seat. That inflation adjusted to today’s dollars in 2026 is around $45-$50. Most of the tickets for nosebleed sections are $150 or more. I just checked a show I was interested in Roger Daltrey playing at the MGM in National Harbor. $155 cheapest seat.

Such is life. I guess if you still have a lot of people paying that price, go for it. That could be about to change though.

Image featuring the text 'Music & Connection' with a guitar silhouette, emphasizing the idea that music is essential for a great time.


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CBS goodbye

This was the network of choice in the 60s at our home. Walter Cronkite in the evening. Others like Rather, Schieffer, Pelley, O’Donnell and more. Shows like I Love Lucy and Ed Sullivan were early staples in my youth. Then All In the Family and MASH captured me for years.

I’ve split my time between the CBS Morning Show and The Today show. We would tune in 60 Minutes each week. Weekends I always watch CBS Sunday Morning. That is probably the last thing I will tune into on the CBS network, but I can see that changing in the future if the show changes.

At one time they were noted as America’s Most Watched Network. Not for me anymore. It’s more than what happened to The Late Show, even though that was a prime example. The Late Show helped sustain me and gave me some hope and now that has been silenced.

To me it comes down to trust. This network has lost my trust. And I’m guessing I’m too old now for them to win it back so thank you for the years of integrity and great programming. Goodbye and good luck with the leadership you have.

Graphic featuring the word 'BROKEN' in bold yellow above a stylized eye icon, with the word 'Eye' in yellow below, set against a black background.


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Annoy

What’s a word or phrase that annoys you? – The daily prompt starts this Friday with a negative thought.

The term Work/Life Balance is a joke. Very few of us can ever achieve that.

Another one is Do What You Love. Another dream that few of us can pull off. I did a post recently with that and it was in the context of doing something else my entire life and now just getting the chance in my last years of life to do what I love. A lot of people don’t even get that opportunity.

There was a phrase at work that used to piss me off that management would use. Guarantee this problem never appears or happens again. The only guarantee in life is that you are born, and you will die.

People using the term Fake News in defending untrue positions.

The word MAYBE. Just give me a yes or no.

Another annoying phrase that comes to mind is MAGA. We will be decades making this country great again after the damage 47 has done.

The words HR (human resources) Is Here for You. HR is there to protect the company primarily.

And the last one, I Did My Best. I’ve tried never to say that, to me it means I gave up at some point. Instead, I would explain to the end of the earth my logic and actions. And most of the time someone else would say You Did Your Best or You Gave It Your Best Effort. Usually when people with more knowledge see that they would share more important information or skills.

In my later years at work when I was the one sharing knowledge, I got questioned why I was working more with some people than others and my reply was they showed effort and or initiative.

Okay, this exercise has been good. I thought it would annoy me even more recalling things like this, but I can move on not to more positive thoughts and actions.

Colorful hot air balloon viewed from below against a cloudy sky.
Looking up. Photo by Mike Hartley


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Who likes rain

Raise your hand if you like rain. Well as expected someone who lets rain roll off their backs would approve. The rest of us get wet.

A mallard duck preening itself in a pond, creating ripples in the water.
My granddaughter likes my Donald Duck voice. Photo by Mike Hartley

I’m trying to learn to let stuff roll off my back better. I haven’t been the best at that in my lifetime, but constant improvement has been made.

Rain used to be depressing to me. One because I can actually see the grass growing that I’m going to need to cut again. No really it always leaves me feeling kind of down. I do sleep better on rainy days because my incentive is gone to get outside in it.

I miss my car on rainy days. It sits under a cover. One that needs to be replaced. I miss laying out on the deck for a few minutes. I’m not watching nature as much as when it’s nice out.

Going out is a process that I have to mentally prepare for if it’s raining. Driving around here is a challenge and with a wet track the crazies are doubled.

A warm summer rain is tolerable but anything below 70 degrees and rainy is inside weather.

Random Thoughts of the Day

  • I have several fortune cookie slips taped to a shelf above me that I liked. One of them fell on my fingers as I was typing today and it reads “Cherish the simple moments that bring joy, they are the true treasures of life to remember.” If someone was looking out for me today, thank you.
  • Picking up some of my office has given me motivation to continue the effort.
  • I sense a late night.
  • I’m proud of myself for getting back to my ideal weight. I got a little sloppy a few weeks ago.


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Advantage

Taking advantage of each day is my goal. That doesn’t mean taking advantage of others at all. Sacrificing is sometimes part of taking advantage of an opportunity to help someone else. Therefore, the opportunity for a rewarding feeling.

Yesterday we were helping our son and his family. And helping family is always rewarding.

Falling asleep early on Wednesday evening wasn’t the plan but taking advantage of the early Thursday morning is working out well. It’s been a good writing morning, and I’ve fired up the printer and went through a pack of 8×10 photo paper.

A colorful sunset over the ocean, with vibrant orange and pink hues in the sky and a calm sea in the foreground.
Off Ocean City MD. Photo by Mike Hartley

And then I got tired again around 7am, so I went back to bed for 4 more hours. Wow, a total of 7 hours sleep. I’m improving, even if I have to do it in shifts.

The sun did break through at the shore for a short time this morning but it’s going away for a bit here in Maryland. A good time to work on the inside of the home as I feel it starting to drizzle outside. I can clean up this basement while knocking out some effort on hobbies.

Back to making some prints, I’m on a roll with that.

Random Thoughts of the Day

  • I’m really going to miss The Late Show.
  • Water, always the world’s greatest commodity.
  • The Knicks look like a team of destiny.
  • Being there is one of the most important things for another person.
  • I’ve been to Vegas once 40 years ago and have no desire to go back.
  • How can I make the best of today.


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Going Mobile

How do you plan the perfect road trip? – Asks the daily prompt.

The term (Road Trip) has brought a smile to my face since the day I started driving. I’ve been on a lot of road trips and some of them have been perfect, but they weren’t well planned.

Some of the best road trips were the simplest. Like my solo trips to Ocean City MD. on my motorcycle. Or in recent years in the Miata with the top down. And of course, trips with my better half. Those are better planned than mine.

I don’t think you really plan the perfect road trip. Some of the best things have been the new roads taken. Or the new people you meet. Or the things you discover along the way. And maybe what you do when you hit your destination.

The perfect trip goes with the flow of how you feel. I’ve had perfect timing crossing the Chesapeake Bay bridge as the sun rises. Other mornings I’m at the beach already watching it rise over the Atlantic Ocean. Both of those are perfect. And I’ve rolled into town hours after sunrise and pulled into my favorite pancake house on a whim and felt great.

Of course, the perfect road trip means having a reliable ride.

If everything works out my perfect road trip this summer will be a sunny day in the high 80s inland and low 80s at the beach with a mild breeze. The top will be down on the car, and I’ll ignore the $5 or $6 a gallon for gas. I will be going mid-week and off hours, so no traffic.

I’ll travel light, packing a beach towel, flip flops, bathing suit, cameras and a cooler. Leaving before sunrise and getting to the ocean between 7 and 8 AM. Some breakfast and head to the beach for a few hours of sun, sand and water. Lunch at The Wedge bar overlooking the inlet as boats go in and out.

Cruise Coastal Highway for a bit and maybe head to Bethany Beach for a visit there and maybe some more beach time. Then back to OC for sunset and dinner overlooking the bay. Maybe Fager’s Island where they play the 1812 Overture at sunset where the song ends as the sun escapes the horizon. I think they then break out the Ray Charles version of America the Beautiful after that.

Then the place starts hopping with a band. But I’ll go out for a night cruise and some night photography to go along with the shooting I do during the day. Hitting Dumsers after that for a cherry ice cream soda before heading home or finding a place to stay for the evening.

Considering there is constant rain in the forecast for the next 6 days it will be a bit before this road trip is mobile. I guess that gives me time to come up with more plans.

An intricate metal bridge structure with a view of the sunset in the background, featuring a vehicle traveling along the roadway.
Photo by Mike Hartley


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Cutting loose

Sometimes you just have to go for it. I mean what the hell is life worth living if you look back with much regret for not having cut loose now and then.

Cutting loose might just be standing up when the music strikes you and dancing or singing along. It could mean something extreme like jumping out of a perfectly good airplane or bungie jumping. And a gazillion things in between.

Every once in a while, the urge would/will strike me when in the car or motorcycle. Seeing a clear straight ahead of me and my right foot or wrist might twitch.

Close-up of a motorcycle wheel showcasing a chrome hub, brake rotor, and intricate spoke design.
Shine on you crazy diamond. Photo by Mike Hartley

Maybe grabbing a beach towel, shades, and flip-flops and pointing the Miata at the beach for the day on the spur of the moment.

I haven’t cut loose in a while, not that I’m worried about it. I’m happy and I guess not as adventurous as I was in my pre senior years.

If I look back though, I’ve cut loose a lot of times already. Some that still bring a broad smile to my face and others I just shake my head at and thankful I survived. And I’ve got enough friends with memories of my shenanigans that remind me of craziness that make me glad I didn’t grow up with all the recording devices available now.

But summer is upon us and those urges are entering my mind.

A speedboat racing along a calm body of water with a marina in the background.
Photo by Mike Hartley


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Keep plowing through

What’s a moment that made you realize you were stronger than you thought? – Asks the daily prompt.

I’m not sure if it’s good that I have a selection of moments to choose from or not. I guess it’s all part of what makes up life. Moments of great loss stand out to me. There were several of them between the ages of 9 and 29. Those were tough and made me stronger.

I never knew the strength needed to be a father till I was one.

I didn’t know I could stand up for myself on the job till I was faced with many situations that were turning points for me and my career.

Fighting a couple bouts with cancers were more tests. I’m not sure whether you just fight or if I was stronger than I thought. Probably a little of both.

I stopped drinking for decades and only dabble infrequently now. Not bad for a serious alcoholic in my youth.

But I guess the moment that popped to mind was each day. Fighting off moments of depression and great sadness. Some days it’s okay and easy to get past. Other days I shed tears and have to work and fight to get through emotions or the funk I get myself into.

At one point or many, each day the battle ensues. And each day I win because I’m still here.

A gray car splashing through a large puddle of water on a wet surface.
And what do they say about driving through standing water? YEEE HA. Photo by Mike Hartley


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Catch your breath

If you were outside yesterday it would be tough to catch your breath if you were active like our friend here. This little guy needed a break on the bench.

A small bird perched on a branch, surrounded by green leaves, with a blue and white basketball net in the background.
In need of a water break. Photo by Mike Hartley

That will be me today because I plan on spending a lot of the day outside. I’ll have to remind myself to stay hydrated in this heat.

A small bird perched on a branch, showing brown and gray plumage, with a background of green foliage and a blue net.
Put me back in coach. Photo by Mike Hartley

No time like the present to kick this into high gear. Felt good to get an hour of seat time yesterday. I’m going for a few hours today with the top down and cameras along for the ride when we stop for a break.

Speaking of catching your breath, my better half discovered this guy on our porch yesterday. I took him back to the woods behind our home. Not that he won’t be back. I don’t have an issue with them unless they surprise me which they do often. I walked into one resting on a tree branch at eye level a few years back

That long line behind the chair and table is a 5-foot black snake.

A corner patio area featuring a metal bench with a turquoise cushion next to a black side table, alongside a brick wall.
Slither me timbers. Photo by Mike Hartley

Each time I see one of these I end up looking down a lot more for a few days.

A black snake partially hidden under a table, with a smooth texture and a gentle curve on a concrete surface.
Portrait time. Photo by Mike Hartley

Random Thoughts of the Day

  • With 5 days of rain starting on Wednesday evening, I’ll be spending a lot of time outside today and tomorrow.
  • With me the words (mental health) are a contradicting term.
  • Looks like the clown show is starting to wear thin with his fans.
  • Staying out of the way of all the crazies is getting more difficult by the day.


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Simple man

What’s a simple pleasure in life that brings you joy? – Asks the daily prompt.

I’m getting a little out of sorts so I thought it would be a good idea to list more than one thing. And remind me that there are a lot of simple pleasures in life because it gets tough sometimes and these things are forgotten.

  • Being healthy enough to get out of bed each day.
  • A warm summer night.
  • Music
  • Convertibles and Manual Transmissions.
  • A warm shower.
  • The sound of my grandchildren’s voices and their hugs.
  • Watching a sunrise or sunset.
  • Washing my car.
  • A walk with my better half.
  • Taking and sharing photos.
  • A fall evening by the firepit.
  • Beach sand between my toes and the sound of waves hitting the beach.
  • Observing nature.
  • Remembering where I left my keys on the first try.
A pair of blue flip-flops resting on sandy beach ground.
My good friends Flip and Flop.Photo by Mike Hartley


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Season of Shine

It’s car show season again and the people and machines are out in FORCE. I drifted by Mikey and Mel’s Saturday and the place was packed. I’m working on my car photography and practice makes perfect. Plus, I’m looking for colors and patterns that appeal to me if I repaint my ride.

This show is changing all the time. From its growth and popularity to the age groups and variety of cars.

A bright yellow Chevrolet Corvette with an open hood, showcasing a colorful design that reads 'SUNSHINE'. The car is parked in a lot with people milling about in the background.
They got the color right. Photo by Mike Hartley

I’m seeing more exotics and high-end rides. No surprise, there is a lot of money in this area for some.

A lineup of colorful sports cars in a parking lot, featuring a blue car, a black car with a yellow emblem, an orange car, and a yellow car with black stripes, with people viewing the cars and a building in the background.
A vibrant green Lamborghini Huracán parked beside an orange car at a car show, surrounded by various other vehicles and a crowd of spectators.

Photos by Mike Hartley

I like it when old is parked next to new.

A car show featuring a classic blue Porsche and a sleek black Ferrari among a variety of vehicles, with attendees and trees in the background.
A classic green 1960s Mustang and a modern gray Mustang parked side by side, both with their hoods open, showcasing their engines, surrounded by trees and other parked cars.

Photos by Mike Hartley

The days of no plastic.

Close-up view of a vintage black Chevrolet truck with a polished chrome grille and custom wheels, showcasing its classic design and modifications.

Photos by Mike Hartley

Doors and hoods up

Three classic cars parked in a row with their hoods open, showcasing their engines. The first car is white with red stripes, the second is blue, and the third is red, set against a clear blue sky.
A row of sports cars with their doors open at a car show, featuring red and black vehicles and spectators in the background.

Photos by Mike Hartley

A little red, white and blue never hurts.

A sleek black and white car with butterfly doors open, showcasing its modern design and vibrant color accents, parked at a car event with spectators in the background.
A row of sports cars with prominent rear spoilers, showcasing a variety of designs and colors.

Photos by Mike Hartley

Taking flight.

A man pointing at a car with its hood raised, revealing custom modifications, while another person stands nearby, observing. The car features a unique textured pattern and a personalized license plate.
Close-up view of a red and a green sports car, both with their hoods open, showcasing their engines. The red car has a sleek design with a rear spoiler, while the green car is identifiable as a GT500. The background features people admiring the cars.

Photos by Mike Hartley

I’m more into the classics.

A close-up view of the engine compartment of a vintage yellow Cadillac, showcasing its chrome details and mechanical components.
Photo by Mike Hartley

That bumper probably weighs as much as my car. It’s going to be in the 70s and 80s this evening. A good night for a late spin. I’ve been waiting for this weather.


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Movie

The daily prompt asks – If you could erase one movie from your memory and watch it again for the first time, which one would it be?

If the above were true, I’d sit down with my almost 4-year-old grandson and watch Toy Story again for the first time. It’s been a good while since watching a lot of kids animated movies.

Also, an old one called (The Great Escape) and maybe (The Blues Brothers).

A light brown dog holding a blue plush toy in its mouth, standing on a light gray carpet.
Thanks for the toy grandma. Photo by Mike Hartley


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Maybe

I’ve ridden a lot of bikes but never one of these before. I’ll go with the chopper one. The one, the guy is on looks dangerous to me. Getting a bike (bicycle 2 wheels) has appealed to me in the last few years. My better half likes to ride but we would have to put them on the car and go to a spot to bike.

We love to rent bikes at the beach and ride the boardwalk. Or when we stayed in Bethany Beach in past years renting a bike in the offseason is the way to go around town. No traffic (cars or people) to contend with. A riding pleasure.

Two people riding tricycles on a beach promenade with an orange barrier and a clear blue sky in the background.

I won’t be cruising in the ocean this Sunday or in a self-powered vehicle, but I will be out and about in the Miata for the next few days with the temps warming significantly. Nothing like a convertible on a sunny day.

And after being out a few hours yesterday all I can say is WOW. Both for what an experience it is when it’s good and wow some people just can’t drive.

Such is life, some shots to download and change into my SUPER YARDMAN gear.

Random Thoughts of the Day

  • Watching one of the greatest heists in history right in front of our eyes.
  • You want Summer, you asked for summer, well we got SUMMER.
  • Remarkable what it takes to get our attention now days.
  • First slither of the season on the porch this morning, just a 5-foot black snake. Got a picture of it to post later. Unfortunately, my better half stumbled upon it first. She won’t be right the rest of the day. I returned him to the woods behind our home.


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Love what you do

The daily prompt asks – How do you stay motivated when learning something new?

I try to look at learning as an opportunity. If I can put what I learn into practice, I’m usually more motivated. If I see results in what I’m learning that is also good motivation.

I’ve found over time if it’s something you’re interested in, have a passion for, then learning is easy and staying motivated is just par for the course.

I had a hell of a time staying motivated for Oracle database training. I had no desire to be a DBA. Because I love being a UNIX Administrator.

Being with others, learning at the same time and then building on that knowledge together is motivating and fun.

When teaching something to people I tried to make it fun where I could.

I learned that learning got me places and that is motivating.

I’ve turned down titles and money for an opportunity to learn something different.

When working and I wanted to learn something new about an area I would always pick the person who seemed to love his work and or take the most pride in it.

In my last few years of work in my 60s I had the pleasure of working with some younger people. Lots of them with degrees and titles and backgrounds. What motivated me was to prove to them that this old fossil had a lot of important knowledge and could learn about their area and bring something more to the table.

Throughout my career in publishing, we were always learning something new. There was always constant change in technology. And I guess that is what made it fun with all the people I got to experience it with. Well, most of them.

Being retired now I don’t push myself like the old days. Motivation is easy because I’m doing some things I hoped to be doing when I got out of school at a young age.

I’m motivated to see what other bloggers and photographers are doing and learning from them. In doing something myself each day I hope I’m learning and improving my own creative efforts.

Love what you do.

A bride with red hair joyfully embraces her partner during a wedding ceremony, surrounded by floral decorations and an arch. A woman smiles in the background.
Photo by Mike Hartley


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Start your engines

Local car shows today all over the place. And a great weather day to kick them off. Wish I had time to attend them all. Despite my monumental effort yesterday, there is much to be done.

Close-up view of a polished chrome engine with an open hood, showcasing detailed components and wiring in a red engine bay.

Sometimes the engines are more impressive than the exterior. Photo by Mike Hartley

I’m about to put the top down and hit the first destination. Drive safely everyone. I have a lot of cars to see and a short amount of time to see them.


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A simple book

The daily prompt with another book question – What’s a book that completely surprised you?

A book that surprised me and helped me prepare for retirement was (The Joy of Not Working). I read it years before I retired but it got me thinking and moving towards what I wanted to do and be in retirement. It also made me reevaluate how I was working then.

It was the kind of book that was about the opposite of what I was about at the time. I was all work and a little more work sprinkled on top. It wasn’t an overnight change that happened but more of a gradual awakening. Questioning myself on my work/life balance, being comfortable with the thought of retirement and then the planning for the transition and getting busy on what my new life would be without Da Job.

Speaking of retirement, I love it. My better half and others were worried about me handling life without work. I keep busy and what I do feels fun and rewarding. And in hindsight, I wish I had done it sooner.

Two butterflies resting on vibrant pink flowers in a garden with a blurred green background.
Steps in life, one flower to the next. Photo by Mike Hartley


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Un-routine

How can you build a regular fitness routine? – Now there is a very good question.

It’s a question I have yet to answer successfully. One I work on each year, but the plan usually gets out of sync at some point and doesn’t recover.

Routine is the problem. Nothing about the timing of my life is routine. My sleep schedule is all over the place. And there are days my body isn’t up to it. So, I’m not even interested in building a regular routine.

I’m in better shape than I’ve been in for years in terms of my weight. I’m probably 10 pounds away from ideal weight and I’ve been there but the lack of exercise the last few weeks and a few more cokes here and 10 pounds magically appear.

I’ve made walking more a part of my life because I made it a priority. Not because of any routine, but because I do it when I get the feeling or opportunity. And that can be any hour of the day or night.

I’m not a gym person. I’ve got some small weights at home. I gave away my bench a few decades ago. I get a lot of exercise taking care of things around the house and yard. And that is physical work. And I’m trying to stay limber and stretched.

There are the grandchildren also, which is very physical. That part really isn’t fair. The older I get the heavier they get so lifting them with the same energy doesn’t do it as time goes along. So, I guess I should get busy with some more strength training because if I’m lucky enough to see them graduate in many years down the road, I’d still like to lift them off their feet as I do now.

A man walking barefoot on the beach, holding a child, with waves in the background.
I don’t remember my children being as heavy as my grandchildren. Photo by Mike Hartley


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Back to wOrk

Watching grandchildren is both fun and physically taxing. I always feel it that evening and the next morning. But the memories and mental rewards are worth it.

Before I even ventured to their home Wednesday morning, I was tired. And Wednesday night with my best friends seemed like a good idea at the time. Stayed out too late. Good thing I’m retired and could sleep in.

Thursday was spent outside with the yard. Yep, Mother Nature has been growing away with abandon. And while my better half makes some beautiful gardens, one might not be able to see them if I don’t cut the forest of grass in front and around them.

I’ve wrapped up the outside effort and returned to my hobbies last night and early this morning.

I have to have a game plan for a grandson later today who will want to ride the tractor, use the hedge clippers and post hole digger. Oh, and he spied my chainsaw the last time he was here. He loves to watch any type of tool, truck or construction equipment.

Speaking of maintaining the grounds, I hear the Orioles head groundskeeper is moving on after 20 years to the Maryland Department of Agriculture as assistant secretary of plant industries and pest management.

View of a baseball stadium with a large scoreboard and city skyline in the background on a sunny day.
Nice cut. Photo by Mike Hartley

Again, women succeeding at the highest levels.

A group of young individuals in bright orange shirts and light-colored pants stand in line on a baseball field, alongside a police officer in uniform.
Leading the crew, Nicole Sherry. Photo by Mike Hartley

Random Thoughts of the Day

  • Sometimes I’ll just look at my Ring camera on the phone and turn the sound on and listen to the birds talk and sing in the morning.
  • Too many things are in small print.
  • The best way to not complain about traffic is not to be in it.
  • Looking for that ray of hope each day. Sometimes I find it, sometimes I don’t.
  • And with the temps in the upper 80s next week, it officially is the opening of power washing season.


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Trust

Do you Trust anyone? Who do you really TRUST? Is that trust implicit?

Are there fewer people you trust than in the past or more?

How has trust between family and friends changed over the years?

Do you trust others with money or life decisions. Like financial planners or maybe doctors?

How about your boss or company, do you trust them.

Exterior view of Annapolis Banking and Trust Company, featuring a brick facade, decorative iron window bars, and a bench along the sidewalk.
Bars and Trust. Photo by Mike Hartley.

I know in almost 7 decades of life trust has ebbed and flowed with many. In always should be evaluated. People change and so do you and I.

My younger days I remember being more trusting. But I learned that trust is something that is earned over time and with careful selection.

Wouldn’t it be a wonderful world if we could trust each other. So much simpler.

Maybe as humans we aren’t programmed to be trustworthy because we have a lot of problems and don’t trust each other to work them out.


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Doors v17.26

Time for the weekly Thursday Doors challenge with our host Dan Antion. For those who love entrances, exits and the buildings and art that surrounds them this is the spot for you. The wonderful contributions from everywhere will delight. Share your own link in the comments on Dan’s weekly Door’s page.

This week’s doors are from Annapolis Maryland. A visit on a sunny Tuesday afternoon was a wonderful chance to walk some side streets and capture some of the local decor. Feels good to get some fresh shooting. I’ll have to keep that up for next week also.

And being today is the beginning of Commissioning Week at the United States Naval Academy, I salute the graduating class of 2026 and wish them a great ceremony next Wednesday. GO NAVY – I’ll be photographing the Academy grounds on our next visit there.

A black door with glass panes set into a textured, dark stone wall, featuring the number 139 above the door handle.
Exterior view of the Annapolis Yacht Club showing the entrance with stairs and green landscaping.
Front view of the Annapolis Summer Garden Theatre building with a sign displaying its name and a poster in the window.
A historic two-story red house with a steep roof and multiple windows, surrounded by a white picket fence.
A two-story house with gray wooden siding and a yellow front door, featuring a porch with a black railing and steps. The adjacent house is painted blue, and the scene is set on a sunny day.
A turquoise door with a star decoration, surrounded by a white railing and flower boxes filled with colorful flowers, set against a dark gray wall.
Close-up view of a two-story yellow house with black shutters and a black front door, featuring a white decorative railing, located on a street with an American flag displayed.
A red front porch with stairs leading to a door with a wreath, surrounded by potted flowers in white planters, against a white house and yellow wall.
A two-story house with beige siding and red accents, featuring large windows with white curtains and a red door. The garage door has a grid pattern in cream and red. Colorful flowers are visible at the left side of the image.
A view of two adjacent historic houses with red brick and gray exteriors, featuring green doors and a small wooden deck. Includes potted plants and outdoor seating.
Two houses side by side, one with a blue facade and another with a brown shingle exterior, featuring a vibrant pink flowering bush in front.
A bright blue building featuring a red front door, white-trimmed windows, and two garage doors, with a landscaping detail on the side.
A light gray building with blue shutters featuring a vibrant mural of wisteria flowers and a green bicycle with a basket on the wall.
A gray wall adorned with colorful murals, including a bicycle and a grocery cart, surrounded by blue wisteria vines.
Main entrance of a red house with a black door, house number 44, and a planter with flowers.
Two adjacent houses, one gray with a white door labeled '42' and the other green with a red door labeled '40', separated by a wooden fence.
Two neighboring houses with contrasting colors: one is pink with a decorative white bow on the door and the other is navy blue with a yellow door. A white wooden fence gate separates them.
A woman in a floral dress pushes a stroller while walking alongside a man in casual shorts and a shirt down a narrow street lined with colorful houses.
Colorful row of houses with yellow, blue, and gray facades, featuring wooden steps, planters, and garden decor.
A blue door and a yellow door on red brick buildings, featuring decorative wreaths and black shutters, with stone steps leading to each door.
A vibrant yellow house with a black door adorned with a wreath, alongside a gray house featuring a blue door. Between the two houses is a white wooden structure, with steps made of wood leading to the doors.
A colorful house with a yellow exterior and bright blue shutters, featuring a pink bench and potted plants on the side.
A historic brick building featuring a vibrant red door adorned with a wreath, blue window shutters, and multiple flags including the American flag. Two planters with purple flowers are placed at the base of the building.
A historic brick building with white window trim and a blue door, featuring a small porch and wrought iron railing. An American flag is displayed on the facade.
A vibrant orange door on a dark blue house, surrounded by plants and a clock, with a hanging flower basket and a street light nearby.
Exterior view of Pepper Palace store featuring red and black colors, large windows, and outdoor seating with red chairs.

Photos by Mike Hartley


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Read

The daily prompt asks – What’s a classic book that you think is overrated?

I would be the worst judge in history to answer this question because my classic book experience is limited. And instead of slandering someone without basis I’ll share this opinion. It’s not that I don’t read, just not many classic books.

I think the world is losing the tactical feel of reading. Maybe it’s just my old generation but seeing a train full of people reading a newspaper or magazine or book was a picture that only lives in my mind now. Holding something in your hands that doesn’t have a battery in it.

In the past you could pick up the local paper and get the feel of a place. Those no longer exist and if they do, they are struggling to stay in business.

Books seem to be the last baston of printed reading holding their own.

Anyway, just my opinion. A smartphone isn’t a reading tool unless you want eyestrain issues.

A woman sitting on a balcony, reading a book and holding a drink, surrounded by green leaves and wooden structures.
A good book on a nice day on patio of Whole Foods building. Photo by Mike Hartley


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Pecking away

Another morning where sleep illudes me. Such is life. Maybe if this guy wasn’t pounding away at daybreak I could get back to sleep.

A pileated woodpecker perched on a tree trunk, with its distinctive red crest and black body, surrounded by greenery.
Photo by Mike Hartley


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All of Us

Who are some underrated people in history? – Asks the daily prompt.

I had trouble coming up with some off the top of my head this morning and I went searching for the answer. Wow, there are so many important people I’ve never heard of before or their link to the development of our world. It’s quite amazing, the sheer number of important inventions, breakthroughs, world-changing things people did that I didn’t know about a I suspect few others know about also unless they were in that specific field.

And what I thought as I was going through this multitude of names and contributions is that the answer is (All of US).

I think back to my working days, and I was fortunate enough to work for companies that were team orientated. Oh, there were stars who got public acknowledgement for their work and recognized for it. What I liked is that most were humble about it and shared the credit with co-workers. Not everyone, but a vast majority.

For they knew it was a group effort that made it possible.

All of us are underrated. Some already have made important contributions and live in autonomy and others will make them and be unaware of them.

Maybe it’s something simple like an idea or thought you share with someone that triggers more thoughts and action on a subject.

Many of us toil behind the scenes, people who aren’t the face of companies or leaders who are recognized for their breakthroughs or success. But a lot of us are responsible or contributed significantly towards it.

We get up and go in every morning and try to make positive changes and give supreme effort. We do it because we believe in something. We are inspired to keep it moving forward.

That is what I liked about newspapers. That daily deadline. Getting a complex product of a gazillion inputs, printed and distributed before anyone stirs in the mornings, each and every day. A thing of the past now days, but so exciting and thrilling when it was what everyone had in their hands each morning.

So, to all of us who make the world go round each day, without that fanfare, without the accolades, without the rewards, you know who you are because you probably have the respect of those, shoulder to shoulder with you and that is enough.

Interior view of an industrial facility featuring a multi-level machine structure with red units, metal railings, and ceiling lights.
Section of press from The Washington Post. The old College Park facility. Photo by Mike Hartley

Well okay, I’ll pick someone. – The flush toilet was first invented by Sir John Harington in 1596, with later improvements by Alexander Cummings.


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Tinkering Tuesday

Off to a flying start this day with the blog and photo editing/posting/printing. But the call from the great outdoors rang and we responded. Our sight was set on Annapolis.

A hawk perched on a tree branch, facing away from the viewer, with a blurred forest background.
Photo by Mike Hartley

A day trip to the state Capital was something we had been thinking about for a while. And a chance to take my freshly charged camera.

A well-manicured garden with colorful flowers and greenery, leading up to a brick building with large windows and a front porch, surrounded by trees on a sunny day.
Photo by Mike Hartley

We used to go to Annapolis quite often but in recent years it’s been far less frequent.

View of a narrow street leading toward a tall dome building under a clear blue sky, with people walking up the steps.
Photo by Mike Hartley

Despite the great sunshine and blue sky, it was a cool day. I had shorts on but a jacket also.

Two women sitting at a small table outside an ice cream shop, enjoying desserts. The shop has a neon sign reading 'The Red Bean Ice Cream Bar.'
Photo by Mike Hartley

Like any sunny day the Red Bean Ice Cream Bar was a popular stop.

View of a building with a prominent tower and an American flag, partially obscured by a large tree. A navy flag is displayed in the foreground along with a lamppost and flower basket.
Photo by Mike Hartley

Next week is graduation for the Naval Academy. The town was already jumping and looking good. But landscape crews, Tent assembly crews and other setup was under way. Go NAVY

Outdoor view of a building facade with turquoise shutters and red windows, featuring a sign for 'Try our Gumbo.' A directional signpost with various destination names and distances stands beside a walkway.
Photo by Mike Hartley

A great lunch and service at The Boatyard Bar and Grill to start off the day.

Baked oysters topped with cheese and herbs on a plate, garnished with lemon and greens.
Photo by Mike Hartley

Not a bad afternoon at all. Lots of walking, a good meal, some shopping and I got to take a ton of pictures. Mostly for this coming Thursday Doors. So, you will see more of this town later this week if you follow along.

Opinions

  • The federal gas tax is 18.4 cents per gallon. The cost of gas went up 20 cents per gallon last week alone, so what is suspending it going to do? Besides take away money for our failing roads and bridges. Moron.
  • I will miss The Late Show.
  • We are all now aware of a new virus – hantavirus
  • When ESPN started covering WWE like a sport that is when I thought to myself enough is enough.
  • For a dead-end street, we get a lot of traffic.


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Simplify

What are the biggest benefits of minimalist living? – Asks the daily prompt.

I’m not sure what everyone’s definition of minimalist living is so I’ll stick with some general benefits.

  • It’s probably easier to find your keys being you have a small home.
  • For a lot of us it probably means living within our means.
  • You don’t have room to be a hoarder.
  • You might discover some of those luxury items are a pain in the ass.
  • Simplifying things might lead you to discover the importance of being content with yourself.
  • Let’s you focus on life and people instead of things.
  • Easier to figure out what to wear.
  • Travel time for vacation is reduced to picking up the folding chair and taking it outside.
  • You’re not the target of people who will steal.

I love the ability to appreciate the small things in life and being happy with what I have. It makes life a lot easier. I’m not saying I live a minimalist lifestyle, but it is compared to most of the people I know. And that’s fine with me.

A person standing alone on the shoreline, gazing out at a calm body of water, framed by tall grasses in the foreground.
You don’t need a boat or beach home to enjoy the view. Photo by Mike Hartley


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Monday motions

The mission this week is to stay more in motion. It might look like I have ADD as I hop from one thing to the next and get up from the computer more often but there is a method behind the madness.

Both for physical gain and mental sharpness. I need to be more active. Sitting is bad I hear, so less sitting and more motion. I worked with dumbbells several times today and got back on the treadmill, being it was chilly and cloudy today.

Early this morning I finished editing the last batch of the ocean trip and uploaded those. I think the total was 466 shots. Also working on a post for that.

Amazingly the sun made a late day appearance to inspire a second wind after dinner. I’ll need it if I’m going to stay awake for the Yankee and Lakers games.

I’ve got the printer working again and spitting out some fine work. Well at least I hope so.

Thankfully I didn’t have the need to go out on the roads today. Remember when the double solid meant no passing. Today it’s more of a suggestion I’m seeing. Maybe they forgot to review this one in the more modern-day drivers ed courses. Maybe they took it out of the driver’s test.

So maybe the state and counties should reconsider wasting money on paint. Or maybe enforce driving laws a little more.

A truck with a caution sign reading 'CAUTION LINE PAINTING' is driving down a residential road lined with trees in fall colors.
Maybe they could add spike strips to the center of those two lines. Photo by Mike Hartley

Random Thoughts of the Day

  • Change sometimes feels perfectly fine.
  • I love it when my kids let me wash their cars when they come over. Because the grandkids get to help.
  • I don’t know what the addictive substance in ice cream is, but it’s in there, I’m sure.
  • It’s kind of strange to still be using the heat in mid-May.


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Not doing it for me

I’ve been patient, Mother Nature. The cool start to May with lots of clouds was not my idea of the sizzle fest I was hoping for. I got a good start on my tan in April but it’s not getting any help this month.

Three people sitting on the beach facing the sea, with gentle waves in the background. A person walking along the shoreline in the distance and seagulls standing on the sand.

Rumor is a heatwave coming to make up for this slackness. Let’s get the act together and put some sun out there and warm things up. Both my body and mind are better when it’s warm.

Random Thoughts of the Day

  • There is a lot of comfort loving a pet.
  • Time is for today. Not yesterday or tomorrow.
  • I still have my office nameplates from work. I figured what is the chance of hiring someone else with my name.
  • Each time the yard needs cutting I think to myself I just cut that.


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Play it again

What’s a thing you were completely obsessed with as a kid? – Asks the daily prompt.

Sports and games were the things that obsessed my early youth. Basketball was top, baseball was second and football was third, but we would play anything. We would sometimes ride bikes or skateboards. Any game would do. Played a lot of tennis and some volleyball.

We played a lot of ping pong in the colder months and board games also.

I’ve got to get back to being a kid again and playing more.

A group of people playing beach volleyball on a sandy beach, with the ocean in the background and a boat visible.
Beach Volleyball. Photo by Mike Hartley


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Settling in

That sweet time after dinner, before sunset, appreciating the days’ time with family. That relaxed content feeling washing over me. The song Tuesdays Gone is playing in the background on this Sunday night. The keyboard is in front of me. Slowly watching the webcams of the sun sinking lower in the sky. Ready to do some writing this evening.

Only 70 more pictures from Cruising Week to edit. Thinking about posting a few more to Facebook where some previous posts have gotten a lot of attention. I’ll be doing a post here with the link to the car shoot at the beach and impressions from the experience again.

I’m having a talk with my body tonight and telling it to pull yourself together and let’s have at least a few less painful days. I’ll do my part by getting back to the morning stretching and walking more.

Time to do my shooting planning for the week ahead. I’ve discovered I do better when I set some goals in that area.

I’ll finish watching the sunset, put in a few more hours of work and then get some well-deserved rest.

A vibrant sunset over calm waters, reflecting hues of orange and gold, with a silhouette of a pier and streetlights in the foreground.
Bayside OC sunset. Photo by Mike Hartley


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Mother’s Day

Our moms have been gone for a while, but moms are always with you in the heart. And we think of ours fondly on this day. And often throughout the year. Both of our moms passed years ago. And it’s hard to say that because the longer that time gets the more it feels like they are slipping away even more.

I’m so thankful for my own mother. She stepped up and played the role of both parents long ago. She was dedicated to us kids and made things the best for us she could.

I’m thankful now for all the pictures she took of us and the home and life. They continue to bring smiles to my face. I love you mom.

A woman in a patterned dress holding a baby in front of a doorway, smiling gently.
I miss her hug and kiss.

Today I also want to thank the mother of my own children. I can’t say enough about the effort and love she has put into our children. I know they appreciate it. And that is wonderful to see. But I also want to say thank you.

I also want to recognize my daughter and daughter-in-law for being great mothers. It reminds me of the herculean effort involved in raising a child when I see them in action.

I guess our own families taught us a lot about love and family because it seems to be working in the next generation also. And I hope their children grow to be loving parents.

Happy Mother’s Day.


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Custom

What’s the most interesting local custom you’ve encountered. – Asks the daily prompt.

Well, very locally we all go to the Woodstock Snowball Stand regularly.

The county fair is still popular. And the annual music and arts festival in Ellicott City is still rolling.

But our state custom is CRABS. Steamed Blue Crabs. Lots of them. Spending the day catching them. And all afternoon or evening picking crabs is the Maryland way.

A close-up view of a pile of seasoned blue crabs on a table, showcasing their orange and white shells covered in spices.
I could claw my way through a few of these. Photo by Mike Hartley

Locally caught and cooked.

Close-up of a blue crab's claws against a neutral background
Crab sculpture. Photo by Mike Hartley

We are into crab art.

A person sitting at a table outdoors, wearing denim shorts and a sleeveless top, with their back facing the camera. The table is cluttered with food wrappers and drinks, while colorful flags and a plant are visible in the background.
Get ready for the summer of sun, beach and crabs. Photo by Mike Hartley

The sun, a wooden mallet and small knife and you’re in business.

A yellow t-shirt displayed in a shop window, featuring the text 'I PUT OLD BAY ON MY OLD BAY' in bold red and blue letters.
Old Bay is a seasoning that we love to put on crabs and other seafood dishes. Photo by Mike Hartley


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Thanks Mom

Today is the birthday of my better half’s mother. I know I probably wasn’t the guy she was hoping for when she first saw and met me. And then when I went to the beach with her daughter, I’m sure that one didn’t go over well. Over the years though she grew to love me very much.

And I loved her. They always made me feel so welcome and part of the family. I liked going to their home. I loved her hugs and kisses. It was easy to help them when they needed it. We lived closest to them out of the family members.

The love they had for our children was something else.

Her and my father in-law were family people. That was very important to them. As it is to me.

They were there for all the events. They would host celebrations, holidays and parties as well as travel to them.

They helped me a lot after my mom passed. To me, she was one of the sweetest people I knew.

We are thinking about you today mom.

Two-story suburban house with a brick and beige siding exterior, featuring black shutters on the windows and a driveway with a parked car. The front yard is covered in fallen leaves and has small shrubs.
She was a private person, so I’ll share a shot of their home. Photo by Mike Hartley


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Ideal and reality

If you had to describe your ideal life, what would it look like? – The daily prompt asks.

When I hear a question about ideal life, I think of the movie Tombstone, where Wyatt Earp is talking to Doc Holiday and Doc replies to him. “There’s no normal life, Wyatt. There’s just life. Now get on with it.”

Yes, I think about things in life that could be better, but I feel fortunate that I’ve had the life I’ve been given. I’ve had my share of hardships and losses. But if changing any of that meant changing any of the good things that have come our way, I wouldn’t.

I’ve got a family. That doesn’t always work out for some, but for me it’s ideal.

I’ve got my health. I wake each day and I’m very thankful for that. And I try to make the best of each day despite what may be thrown at me.

We have a roof over our heads and food in the fridge. Is it a mansion or gourmet food? No, but it’s ideal for us.

If I had more time to devote to my hobbies that would be ideal. More time with family and friends would be ideal.

A new tractor to replace the 27-year-old one, I keep patched together and a new shed would be ideal. Actually, having enough to pay someone to do it would be ideal but that is down the road.

I have a car I love to drive. Would I like a stable full of classic cars and muscle cars, you bet. But I’m happy and content, and in life that is ideal.

It would be ideal to spend more time at the beach this summer.

The ultimate ideal is to grow old with my better half and be as healthy as possible while watching our children and grandchildren and maybe even great grandchildren someday all be healthy and happy.

Two wooden benches facing a calm lake surrounded by autumn foliage and morning fog.
If my better half and I can make it to these seats in a few decades, that’s ideal. Photo by Mike Hartley


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Going low

Perspective is an interesting thing. Being on the floor with my grandchildren for the last few days has reminded me of that. The world from down there is imposing. It also sheds light on some things that don’t see so well standing.

Like when I was on the floor restarting my cable box and I noticed the dirt behind the table.

All kind of things look different from a low perspective. I think I’ll get back to working on the low angle series I had thought of a while back.

Low angle view of a vintage red car with chrome details, showcasing its headlights and grill against a cloudy sky.
Photo by Mike Hartley


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Inspire

Today six decades ago, we celebrated my dad’s last birthday together. That was probably the last family celebration. He passed 2 months later. I wish I could remember that birthday day and even the good times before that well, but I don’t. I so want to remember a good day, but all I have is very vivid images of his passing and the time after.

It became a sad day after his passing. I could see it was painful for my mom each and every year after that. Truth be told I think it was painful for her every day.

I felt very awkward for a few years after this. Friendships changed, till they resumed a new normal. To this day I’m not sure how it affected my sister except for the fact that she seemed deeply troubled but it but didn’t express it. I guess in a way all of us never did.

But as I sat here, I thought of all the celebrations I’ve been to for my wife’s father who I loved very much. I saw his sons and daughters love expressed into his 90s on his birthday. The pride and love exchanged each time were special to watch. The stories told, and the history shared.

The ribbing about certain tendencies or family times together. His pride at being the head of the family. His love for the grandchildren. The smile on his face blowing out candles.

I had some great celebrations with my mom but those were usually either just me or later my family and her. But it was incomplete because her life partner was missing and so was my sister a lot because of timing and work. Having that family unit is a special thing that a lot of people take for granted.

I can’t remember this on my side, and it bothers me. Even though my mom did everything in her power to make our family life normal.

I would say I miss you dad, but it would be more accurate to say I’ve missed you for a long-time dad, I love you.

A black and white photo of a father helping his son hold a football in a grassy area, with apartment buildings in the background.
Dad showing me the proper grip on a football a month before he was gone.


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Hands in the air

What is the best concert you have been to? – Now that is going to be a tough one to answer. I’ll have to go look at some concert stubs.

I used to go to a fair number of concerts in the 70s and 80s. Picking the best is tough. Both The Eagles Hotel California tour Led Zeppelin in 1977 were great shows.

The Who Quadrophenia tour in 1973 and Pink Floyd that same year are my favorites.

The Aerosmith 1975 tour. I’ve seen this band 5 times. 4 of the times either the sound or equipment or musicians were screwed up. But when they get it right, they cook like few others.

And tied for third place is the Doobie Brothers from 1974 and Jethro Tull 1976 tour.

As best recalled from those early years. Those days have some hazy memories.

Silhouette of a person holding a guitar above their head with the text 'LET THERE BE GUITAR' and 'TODAY' beneath.


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Door v16.26

Time for the weekly Thursday Doors challenge with our host Dan Antion. For those who love entrances, exits and the buildings and art that surrounds them this is the spot for you. The wonderful contributions from everywhere will delight. Share your own link in the comments on Dan’s weekly Door’s page.

Plain door day in shadows. Pressed for time so a couple miscellaneous shots this week. I refuse to dip into the archive.

Exterior view of a closed storefront with a sign that reads 'COOL TOPICS' and 'NOTHING FOR $5.99', featuring a decorative red and black design.
Boardwalk door #1. Photo by Mike Hartley

On my walk to the inlet in Ocean City for the car show.

Exterior view of the Fox & Barrel Farmhouse restaurant, featuring a bright red facade, large windows, and an open sign. An American flag hangs prominently at the entrance.
A local breakfast and lunch spot. Photo by Mike Hartley

Everything was in a shadow this week.

Exterior view of LOVE's Funnel Cakes shop with a shuttered entrance and colorful signage promoting menu items.
Some doors just need LOVE. Photo by Mike Hartley

Yes, I’ve shot this spot before.

Exterior of a charming storefront named 'The Pink Cabbage', showcasing various plants, decorative items, and outdoor seating.
A cute local shop of treasures. Photo by Mike Hartley

As the name suggests, The Pink Cabbage. See side door.

A charming blue house exterior featuring a front door, two windows, and a small porch area. There are two white chairs and a round table with decorative pottery, a wooden stool, and a wicker basket beside a white sofa on the porch.
Whoops, side door blocked. Photo by Mike Hartley


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Maybe the best

The daily prompt asks – Which is the best thing to do in your city?

To start, we live in a small town and not a city. We have some nice hiking trails and nature walks at the Howard County Conservancy. And of course, the best thing to do is get a snowball from the Woodstock Snowball Stand and lunch at the Oscars Alehouse or the Woodstock Inn.

There are two major cities we visit that you might recognize. Both Baltimore and Washington are great places to visit. Washington obviously has museums, monuments and memorials that are numerous and moving.

Baltimore, I would say the best thing is Oriole Park at Camden Yards. A ballgame there is a nice experience.

And then there is OUR CITY. Good old Ellicott City. Met my wife who lived there and spent many days at her parents’ home there. Got married in this city. Started my newspaper career there. Went into business with two wonderful partners there. I walk that town regularly now and love photographing it.

A historic stone building along a road with telephone poles and power lines, surrounded by trees and greenery.
Tongue Row EC. Photo by Mike Hartley

Some great places to eat and drink. Shops and businesses are up and running and as always probably struggling. Some struggle successfully for decades. Others change and new ones take their place. It hosts a number of events throughout the year like the Spring festival and many more.

Red sign reading 'ELLICOTT CITY' over a stone building with parking signs and a black fence.
I remember walking out of the Trolley Stop with lunch and seeing this view and my destination on the other side of the bridge. Photo by Mike Hartley

I stand by the river and walk along it many times. The old mill is being redeveloped. Flood mediation efforts are well underway. Trains still pass daily over the bridge at the bottom of town. It’s one of the best changed and unchanged places in the state.

This city has been a big part of my life for over 5 decades now. It’s gone through tremendous changes, and one might think I would miss a lot of old times and people. I do; I will never forget working in this city. Or going to Yates store for some ice cream. Eating a sandwich and milkshake from Dollies by the river. The family walks downtown. My walks with my partners.

I like the fact that people are friendly and helpful. You know locals because we make eye contact and exchange greetings. The best thing to do in my city is whatever I want, because it all feels like home.


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Limber test

In reflecting on yesterday I realized that I use a lot of different muscles and get into a lot of different positions than I normally do when watching my grandchildren. I’m up and down off the floor, bending over more, lifting more. Not to mention being far more attentive than when it’s just my better half and me.

This is actually good for me because keeping agility in your senior years is important. Keeping strength is also key.

But the mental exercise you get interacting with children is invaluable in my opinion. Seeing the joy and innocence of a 0–2-year-old. Watching them crawl and then learning to walk. The sounds and reactions turn into words. The learning experience and cunningness of a 2–5-year-old. Their inventiveness. The expressions and honesty of every action or interaction.

Which made me think of my almost 4-year-old grandson who was getting tired yesterday after playing hard. He’s in his room and I’m watching him and he starts to walk backwards and into an open door. Hits his head and says “owe” and comes over to me and says it hurts Papa and asks how it happened. Trying hard not to laugh, I said you were walking backwards and I guess you had the eyes in the back of your head closed.

He says I don’t have eyes back there. I opened my mouth wide and then asked, why are you walking backwards then. He paused and then laughed but still rubbed his head so I put him in my lap and asked where it was and inspected it and said we might have to operate. He jumps up and says no. I said OKAY we will wait till daddy gets home for a second opinion.

He paused for a few minutes while I rubbed his head more and then slowly turned and in a pitiful voice said “can I have a chocolate covered pretzel” that I got him from the beach candy store. He’s the master negotiator recently.

This is a special time as a grandparent. Just like my own children the time passes fast and then they are adults. I’m going to soak up all that unconditional love and smile at every moment even when it’s tough to get up from the floor for the 50th time that day. I’ll relish the ability to make funny faces and sounds in public as much as I want to entice the smile and laughter of my 1-year-old granddaughter.

I’ll make truck noises and ignore the pain in my knees from crawling on all 4s. And I’ll hold them as much as they want for as long as they want despite the discomfort I will have later. I’ll run through a sprinkler with them or spend half a day on tractor rides.

I might grunt and complain when I get home. There are challenges each time because kids are kids and need direction. And we try to reinforce what their parents want. And respect their wishes.

Did I sneak him a few jellybeans yesterday, you bet I did. I’m Papa

A young girl wearing a pink jersey smiles and cheers enthusiastically at a baseball game, while sitting on the shoulders of an adult. The stadium has bright lights and a scoreboard in the background, displaying game information.
It’s not the size of the fan it’s the size of the spirit in the fan. Photo by Mike Hartley


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Stupor Power

A question from the daily prompt – What superpower do you wish you had and why?

I guess what superpower you wish you had depended on how you feel at that moment. Right now, I’m relaxed and fairly content, but my first concern and thoughts of the day as always are my family and friends. So, I guess I’d make them healthy and happy.

Yesterday my superpower would have been to have a lane to myself on that clogged beltway around Baltimore. Unless you like sitting in traffic the why is in the answer.

Last weekend my superpower would have been to have one of the nicest hotrods in Ocean City and free fuel. Because I love nice cars and I like to drive with other hotrods.

A classic black hot rod with orange flame graphics parked on the roadside, in front of a blue building with the word 'JACK' visible.
It sounded even better. Photo by Mike Hartley

Oh, and I’d also like to remove the bullies of the world. And I know where I’m starting. Why, to make the world a better place.

Oh, one more please. I’d like the ultra-rich to feel some of the pain and suffering and panic that the common working people do. Maybe like when they need the funds for a loved one’s illness and they don’t have it. Or out on the road in a piece of crap car far from home not knowing if you’re going to make it or not and not have a dime in your pocket for help. Or the million and one other struggles people face.

I am working on my superpower to leave a body of work to be proud of. As you can tell, I have a lot of work in front of me.


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Monday down Tuesday on tap

Washed and dried the ride off, loaded up the cameras, put the top down and cranked up the go-cart. Oh yeah was great idea for Monday. A haircut in the afternoon after cruising the county back roads for lunch. And then off to the Maryland Miata Club meeting which was a blast.

I watched some of the Yankee’s destruction of the Orioles last night and some more editing from the weekend shoot. I completed the first batch of 150 images. Onto the next one.

I got a lot more done than those things but those were the fun highlights. And the goal of more fun than work was achieved.

And onto our Tuesday journey and a new plan for making it a day worth remembering.

This past weekend was also worth noting and remembering. I didn’t know it before I visited the ocean this past weekend and looked up why flags were at half-mast. I’ll know it next year and remember their sacrifice.

A blue sky with a clock and several flags, including the American flag, flying above a welcome sign for Ocean City.
From Ocean City. In in observance of the National Fallen Firefighters Memorial Weekend. Photo by Mike Hartley

Random Thoughts of the Day

  • How long will lies last in the face of reality. Personally, I’m surprised it’s gone on this long, but people never fail to surprise me.
  • My respects to John Sterling who was the radio voice of the Yankees for decades. His victory call, “Ballgame over! Yankees win! Thuuuuuh Yankees win!” I remember it well.
  • How did we get to May already. Holy crap.
  • I need to appreciate each day and person more.
  • Wow, another beautiful sunrise. Being up early has its advantages.


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Dad

What’s a mystery from your own life that you’ve never solved? – Asks the daily prompt.

That is a tough one to answer. Quite introspective indeed. As a senior there aren’t many mysteries left if you’re honest with yourself. But if I think hard, there are a few.

The main one is not knowing what traits or attributes that came from my father is a mystery to me. He passed when I was young, so I didn’t really get to know him. In a couple of months, it will be 60 years since I found him slipping away.

Wow, had to pause there for a moment. Still a traumatic experience to remember. Anyway, sometimes you think about how life might have been different if certain events didn’t happen.

I wonder what he would have thought about decisions, careers and family/friends I’ve made.

I mentioned to my better half that I want to get to Arlington this coming weekend or next to visit my parents. His birthday is this month and it’s also the anniversary of my mom passing.

A cemetery scene featuring white grave markers arranged in rows on a grassy hillside, each adorned with small American flags.
Flags for Memorial Day weekend at Arlington.
Photo by Mike Hartley


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Cruise

It might not seem like the time to take a cruise for cruising’s sake but that is how I roll. Just like a lot of others I see out on nice days with cars and motorcycles that don’t see the light of day unless it’s nice outside.

Personally, I just like to drive. I usually head west or north because the back roads are better and there is less traffic. This month looks like the start of the good weather. I’ve got to detail the outside and leather interior. I did all the carpets and nooks and crannies last weekend.

A person riding a bright orange motorcycle trike on a street, with a sign for the Gaylord National Convention Center in the background and colorful flowers alongside the road.

I still look at motorcycles with envy. A corner of my brain still says I can ride fine, buy a bike. That is the corner of my brain where I keep most of my delusional thinking stored.

Plus, I’m still fine with my little convertible. And I don’t have to wear a helmet.

Going for a drive sometimes clears my head. I’ve always concentrated on what I was doing when in the driver’s seat. Driving a stick always is a more active driving experience. Plus, I prefer country roads, no shoulders so you had better pay attention.

For the next 6 months this region is full of car shows. That is a cruising community. So are the clubs of just about every brand there are. I know our Miata club meets monthly and there are rides through various parts of the region and autocross events. As I’ve gone to more shows and meets, I’ve seen a very active community.

I’ve also seen some boneheads that can ruin it for everyone.

I wonder what if any effect these gas prices will have on altering anything. If I were a betting man, I’d say yes and no. It’s all a matter of resources. I run 93 octane fuel, and I pay through the nose for it. Will it affect any of the local shows (within 50 miles) I go to? Not in the least. Unless I notice a lot less cars entering the shows.

Will it affect the big shows in Ocean City. Maybe a bit because people come from greater distances and that could get costly, even if you’re towing your monster down to the event. From what I saw this weekend it didn’t put a dent in attendance.

With premium over $5 a gallon, those of us on a budget might start to get squeezed a bit. But if this was my main hobby, this wouldn’t stop me from being there this fall.

A classic yellow hot rod car driving on a suburban street on a sunny day.
Milner is still cruisin in Ocean City MD. Photo by Mike Hartley


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Another list

The daily prompt asks – List the people you admire and look to for advice….

I used to grit my teeth at answering the same questions from the daily prompt. But I realized that times change and perspectives change as well as the people around us. Therefore, I try to update or provide a new perspective and answer the question differently.

But today I don’t think I could provide a better answer than I did 2 years ago so here is that reply.

Admiration is a funny thing. Most of us admire the traits or actions of an individual, not always the whole person. All of us have flaws. So, if you’re looking for that perfect package you might be disappointed with your search.

I also realize the people you admire and look to for advice could be two different people.

I’ll start with an easy one of a sports star I admired. The first would be Derek Jeter. A class act, kept a close group of core people around him, focused on his craft and family, played his best every day, showed up every day, and respected the game and opponents. Showed gratitude for the appreciation. Showed character in difficult years. Showed greatness at key moments.

I admire my parents and always will. They grew up in the Depression era, fought wars, knew hard work, and sacrifice, and passed on some wonderful values.

I admire my better half. Such a strong person in such a small package.

I’ve admired some of my bosses and coworkers over time. I admire our public servants like Fire and Police and those who serve in our military. I admire healthcare workers. And many who do thankless jobs that keep our world running smoothly.

I admire artists of many types. I admire children for their honesty.

I admire volunteers. I admire the happiness of the little girl I used to sit across waiting for radiation treatments. I admire the common man who steps up in emergencies without hesitation.

I admire the friendships I have and have had.

Advice, like opinions, everyone has some for you. I take advice from those very close to me and total strangers. If a professional photographer I’ve never met offers advice it’s probably wise of me to listen and absorb it.

Sorting out the advice you take is key in life. Letting others make decisions for you may not suit your desires in the long run. So I go with my gut, listen to that voice in your head for advice. Enjoy life. As far as any of us know it only comes around once.

Two large hot air balloons designed as cartoon characters, one resembling a whimsical black and white figure with a red nose and the other a bright yellow bird with large eyes, are inflated and ready for flight in a grassy area with spectators around.
Photo by Mike Hartley


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I have returned

Took a few days in Ocean City Maryland for the 36 annual Cruisin car show with my better half and had a blast. It’s one of the biggest and best shows on the east coast I believe. Thousands of vehicles and I think they said they expect 100K people also. I wouldn’t be surprised because Saturday was a mad house. Coastal highway was packed up and down.

Photo by Mike Hartley

It was great. The sounds, sights, the smell of burnt high octane fuel. I bet some guys spent as much on fuel cost as I did for the few days there. Horsepower heads don’t care; it’s part of the hobby. So many efforts of love and passion on display. Rolling pieces of art and engineering. Anything from the 1920s to current day was on display and rolling up and down Coastal Highway.

Despite all the horsepower everyone was pretty restrained. The heavy police presence also helped keep everyone in line. Of course, the police can’t be everywhere, so you did here some quick dashes and an occasional cloud of smoke. Nothing like the old days though.

Photo by Mike Hartley

They know to staff up, and the state police also beef up their presence in the area that weekend. But overall, I know Thursday and Friday were a success and it looked like Saturday was going to be an overwhelming crowd. It ends this afternoon.

I like going early when it’s not as packed and I can talk to the owners who a lot of the time are the builders/restorers. It also is a lot easier to photograph the cars in the lot at the convention center and inlet parking lot where the competitions take place. But there are dozens of other events around town.

I have over 500 images to edit and I’m only about a quarter of the way through them. I promise not to overuse them here. I will provide a link to the finished images on my photo site when the edit and upload is complete.

Photo by Mike Hartley

All I know is that this was the perfect way to kick off my summer and the song I’m listening to now is Kickstart My Heart by Motley Crue and I can’t wait to put the top down tomorrow and burn through several gallons of fuels cruising. Today my backside is planted on the tractor cutting grass. Such is life, but I’ll be dreaming of this weekend and clutching and shifting my troubles away tomorrow after I wash it to a sparkling shine. Can’t cruise with a dirty car. Plus, it’s our club meeting night.

Random Thoughts of the Day

  • I usually don’t eat 3 meals a day unless I’m away from home.
  • If the war is over, how come gas prices and everything else keeps shooting skyward. I mean he says it over or we won every day it seems. Just more of his lies from an idiot that doesn’t know his backside from a hole in the ground.
  • I like the off season at the beaches. But cruising on a sunny summer day, putting my toes in the hot sand and swimming in warm water is the best.
  • May is a wonderful and difficult month for our family.


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Yep, I reckon so

The daily prompt asks – Do you vote in political elections?

YES YES YES. And YES again. I’ve always voted even in primaries. Even when my primary choice doesn’t make it to the general election I still VOTE. Everyone should VOTE. It’s part of the problem we find ourselves in, so few people vote.

You don’t just get to sit back and bitch all day if you don’t vote. Actually, you have no right to complain about anything if you choose to not be involved in what affects you.

I can’t remember not voting any chance I had since I was eligible. And that is a lot of elections.


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Lots of things

What gives you direction in life? – Asks the daily prompt.

Family gives me a lot of direction, sometimes whether I like it or not. Work used to provide me with professional development direction but being retired I do that myself now and focus on things I like to work on.

Health directs me on what I can do each day. My deceased parents still provide me with the direction they worked hard on providing.

My friends certainly helped me with direction from time to time, again not always the best advice but it’s a lot of fun.

When I’m in the Miata I just head off in any direction that suits me and the car.

I believe in being a good person. I don’t always succeed but I try each day. I try to let common sense guide me.

And if you’re into cars the only direction you saw this Thursday thru Sunday was up and down Coastal Highway at the Cruisin Car show in Ocean City Maryland.

Photo by Mike Hartley


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TGIF again

I love Friday’s. People are always in a better frame of mind. And that includes me. I’m loving this sunny start to the day, and I have plans to do fun stuff all day long.

Now this weekend will be a different story. Lots of chores ahead of me and a short time to do them all in. Rain may force some of it to Sunday.

I think I’ll fire up the grill on Sunday and start the month of May out right.

Not the grill I was thinking of but a nice one none the less. Photo by Mike Hartley

Random Thoughts of the Morning

  • Nothing like a good night’s sleep to give a new perspective.
  • I guess I should be thankful that I’ve gotten through almost 7 decades without needing a crown on a tooth.
  • Trump makes Biden look like a young man. At least one who can talk coherently.
  • Sometimes you have to look hard for the wealth of opportunities before you.


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Quote 2nd take

Do you have a quote you live your life by or think of often? – Asks the daily prompt.

I did answer this question a few years ago in a post called Quotes. There are a number of quotes here I like.

I love reading quotes but there are few I live by.

This is my favorite one still. — There are two types of people – those who come into a room and say, “Well, here I am!” and those who come in and say, “Ah, there you are.” Frederick I. Collins

I always want to be the person that says Ah, there you are.

Just like when I see a car I like. Ah, there you are.

Photo by Mike Hartley


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Door v15.26

Time for the weekly Thursday Doors challenge with our host Dan Antion. For those who love entrances, exits and the buildings and art that surrounds them this is the spot for you. The wonderful contributions from everywhere will delight. Share your own link in the comments on Dan’s weekly Door’s page.

I was busy this week and pulled a few images from my archive.

The worn sign above the shed door says, “Warning BIGFOOT AREA – Stay on Marked Trails.” Also, that wood guard to the left of the shed door.

See I told you I was returning to my local roots last week after the NYC post.

Photo by Mike Hartley

Door under construction.

Photo by Mike Hartley

Back door.

Photo by Mike Hartley

I just like the colors in this one.

Photo by Mike Hartley


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The one coming up

The daily prompt asks – What is your favorite holiday? Why is it your favorite?

This is a tough one because I like all holidays now. I worked a lot of holidays over the decades, and I grew very sick of it. So, I savor each one now.

Memorial Day is my favorite. It’s both a holiday of reflection and anticipation and family. I grew up with grandparents who served in WWI and parents who were part of WWII, Korea. I will always remember and respect the members of our armed services. And especially this day to those who gave their lives.

May is a month for remembering my family. I hope to go to Arlington National Cemetery this month to visit my parents. Flags In day is May 21st. That is a beautiful sight.

I like it because I remember what the holiday is for. Not just the kickoff of summer.

Flags lined headstones at Arlington National Cemetery for Memorial Day. Photo by Mike Hartley


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Mid-week reset

A good start on Monday was followed by a lackluster Tuesday. I’ve got an early start on Wednesday and lots of plans to make great use of it and finish the month strong today and tomorrow.

Another beautiful sunrise over the Atlantic Ocean this morning as I watched a webcam from the Grand Hotel on 21st Street. Those few minutes will have to last because it disappeared behind the thick layer of clouds a few minutes later and might not be seen again till later tomorrow.

It’s funny how a few minutes can change your perspective on a day. If you missed the sunrise at 6:06 am, you might have thought it was a just a cloudy day with rains later and into the evening. I had a wonderful start because I watched this scene for about 40 minutes before it started to disappear behind the cloud bank.

Regardless of the light, I’m going to make it a good photography day.

Random Thoughts of the Morning

  • I got a note from my son yesterday. I love it when they take the time to write to me.
  • People passing on shoulders and double solid lines have my contempt.
  • I like stepping outside in the total darkness and letting my eyes adjust.
  • Trump is like a cancer on this country; some fail to treat it. Maybe we will, in a month’s down the road.


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Under the stars

Have you ever been camping? – An interesting question from the daily prompt.

I really have to think back about this question. I think I remember camping out as a kid in the Cub Scouts. I know I slept under the stars a few times as a teenager when pulling all-nighters.

I remember camping out all night long for concert tickets when you had to buy them at the box office.

I’ve slept on a beach overnight. I’ve slept on the 18th green. Ah those younger days.

Pier 6 tent. Photo by Mike Hartley


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Dallas

I was weeding out my drafts folder when I ran across this post I started in 2016. Okay, I know it is a decade old. But my drafts folder has swollen to over 500 items. It’s down to about 200 and I’m still trashing things and posting a few that are still relevant or not timely.

Nothing timely about it because the images were shot in 2002 if memory serves me correctly. These were done with one of the first Digital zoom cameras, a Kodak DC50 which was released in 1996 or 97.

I was in town for a Newspaper User group annual meeting hosted by the Dallas Morning News. You know back when Newspapers were still a thriving business.

I remember only having a few hours to walk around the town between meetings. Sorry for the sharpness. The sensor in that camera was 756×504 pixels. And the time between pressing the shutter and the actual image being taken was far too long.

Photos by Mike Hartley


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Residents

For many years now a family of woodchucks has made part of our wooded yard, and our neighbors wooded area their home. We are both fine with that. They don’t bother anything and are almost impossible to see out. Their sight, sense of smell and hearing must be incredible.

Photo by Mike Hartley

I shot these from a distance, and they easily heard the camera.

Photo by Mike Hartley

Random Thoughts of the Afternoon

  • I’m so sick of spam calls.
  • Any day with a dentist’s appointment is not my favorite day.
  • Before I retired, I thought there would be days I missed working. I was wrong.
  • There is always a reason. Some just don’t hold water.


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Yeah, it’s on

The tanning season is under way. Just being outside working yesterday I noticed my arms getting some sun. So, I took a few minutes to lay out on the deck and work on the tan. I’d like to have some contrast with the white sand when I get to the beach this year.

Just the anticipation of being barefoot and walking onto the sand for the first time this season has me grinning ear to ear. I know the chilly weather this week doesn’t bring about thoughts of pilgrimages to the beach for most, but I can’t get it off my mind.

Assateague Island. Photo by Mike Hartley

Though those few warm days sure got people out and about there. Those were the exceptions though and cooler temperatures prevail now. The bathing suit and flip flops remain on standby.

So maybe the month of May will be a time to visit Washington DC. Before it gets into that humid summer heat with all that concrete. Worked there for a long time but haven’t taken advantage of all the sights and museums in decades.

Time to get out of this chair and exercise so I have the energy to walk that town when I get there.

Random Thoughts of the Morning

  • Someone very close to me is on my mind this morning.
  • The sunrise on the webcam over the Atlantic in Ocean City was beautiful shades of orange this morning. Watching the sun come up should never be taken for granted.
  • I see our fearless leader has pulled another boneheaded move and fired the members that oversee the National Science Board. He’s just intimidated by intelligence because he thinks he knows everything.
  • Spending a few wonderful hours with my oldest granddaughter yesterday still has me smiling this morning because of her laughter and smiles. I love it when it’s time to go and they say to their parents “I want to stay here” and I just say we will be together again soon. Even though I want to say SHE CAN STAY.
  • I feel like I’m swinging back to more of a nocturnal lifestyle.


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Productive most days

When do you feel the most productive? – Asks the daily prompt.

Usually between 3am and 9am is the time I’m most productive on my hobbies and exercise. From 9am to 5pm I’m most productive on the home and yard work. 5pm to midnight I’m most productive on having fun.

So pretty much all day.

I feel productive if the love I shared with someone is felt. I feel productive when I’ve given my best effort that day. I feel productive when I can look back and see or feel something accomplished.

Float like a jellyfish, sting like a jellyfish. Photo by Mike Hartley


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Same

I’m not having the best hair day myself, so the hat is on while I work outside. I get so excited when I see nature out in force again vs the winter season.

More nature appeared today and I was quick enough to grab a few frames of a family of woodchucks that live in my lower backyard and the woods that it goes into. I’ll download that later because outdoor chores call again.

I believe it’s an Eastern Bluebird. Photo by Mike Hartley

Being outside soaking up some sun while it’s out today and getting some exercise moving mulch. I have to remember to save some time for fun.

I just took the cover off the car to inspire me, but I want to clean gutters and move at least 10 more bags and start spreading mulch before a break.

Random Thoughts of the Afternoon

  • The bags of mulch say the same cubic feet per bag, but I swear they are getting heavier.
  • A wheelbarrow is a nice tool. So is the landscape crew working a few doors up.
  • The nice thing about this time of year is its pre-bug season. Yes, there are some things flying and crawling around, but peak season is a way off.
  • I have a goal; there is a pair of hawks that are hunting in my area, and I’d love to catch (photograph) both together.


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Bugging you

Lots of things bug me. I’m trying to let go of most of them. As they say “don’t sweat the small stuff” but when it’s not small stuff it’s a bit more of a challenge.

Let’s put the tough stuff aside and have some fun today.

Photo by Mike Hartley

Agenda in no particular order: Hit the Snowball stand. Trimming and raking. Ride in Miata with top down. Store large beach tent. Make 2 appointments. Change oil on one mower. Clean off decks. Exercise. Catch NBA game. Clean grill. Move mulch. Seed bare spots.

I’ve got about 200 photos left to edit and upload. I’d like to complete an illustration and paint a bit. Oh, and I certainly need to make some prints.

Random Thoughts of the Day

  • Some days the computer keyboard feels like the piano keys and I’m a concert pianist.
  • I think I’ll work on some night photography this week.
  • When the only good weather day lands on a Monday it might be one difficult week.
  • That was some dense fog I drove through this morning.
  • Each day I hope we change direction. Each day I’m disappointed.


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Fire it up

I think I’ll crank up the firepit this evening, sit outside and listen to nature again. But before that the cover comes off the Miata, and I’ll fire up the 2-seat fun machine and eat up some local roads on this hopefully sunny day.

Let’s fire this thing up. Photo by Mike Hartley

It might be a good week to fire up the grill also. I think this coming weekend is the time for that. Then again, the price of meat might just set fire to the weekly budget.

And of course, the body needs to fire out, and I’ll get to the treadmill and dumbbells in a few minutes. I also have several long walks planned this week.

Starting the week off on a Monday in retirement is an entirely different mindset. I look forward to the busy week ahead.

Random Thoughts of the Day

  • Best time of day – 3am to 11am – I just like early mornings.
  • My 1-year-old granddaughter’s smile and laugh at me is like a super fuel.
  • I need to make reading more a priority.
  • Harford Road off the Beltway and up to Belair is a road full of twisties. A new route for my Miata.
  • That fog this morning was like driving through a white out.
  • It looks like Mother Nature has taken that “Go Green” slogan to heart. Everything went green in no time.
  • I hope to do something today that my body might not want to do in the future.


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Real Ones

The daily prompt is asking a question (What are your favorite emojis?) that I have no answer for because I’m old and say what I want with words and actions.

My favorite emotions are laughter and love. And I think I’ll try to spread both today.

Happy. Photo by Mike Hartley


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Finding my wings

Wishing it was a sunny day but that isn’t happening so a little color from nature to start my day. Feeling a little tense to start, but there is a cure for everything if you watch TV. Hopefully I won’t need any of those meds in the future. Plus, I have my mind and that is a strong tool against poor feelings and pain.

I’m excited about today and this coming week. Starting to set my goals a little higher in several areas. This blog is one of them, so more content is on the way.

Today is overcast so I’ll do some indoor shooting, but Monday is good from sunrise to sunset, and I’ll be taking advantage of that both shooting and driving with the top down. It looks to be the warmest day of the week.

Wow, time to get out of this chair already. Duties call. I’ll return this afternoon.

Random Thoughts of the Day

  • Finding a bag of jellybeans you didn’t know you had is a nice treat.
  • I like taking new routes to destinations I’ve been to.
  • There are 20 plus bags of mulch in the driveway to spread elsewhere.
  • Being at peace with oneself isn’t always the easiest thing to do.


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Many topics

The daily prompt asks – What topics do you like to discuss?

I used to enjoy addressing issues that face us and our government but that went out about a decade ago. I can talk about cars and sports, but I tend to like deeper issues and conversations now.

The important things in life. Relationships, how to spend the days in retirement. I can talk about grandkids and the pride I had in working in the newspaper industry. Remember the importance of the Sunday Newspaper. Well, a few of the old timers do.

The changes I’ve seen in technology is a topic I can expand on a good bit. I’d like to talk about my hobbies and interests, but few share them.

Food, history, nature and fun things to do are all good topics.

Photo by Mike Hartley


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Saturday salutations

My desire to be outside on days like this is slim to none. Cool, cloudy and about to get wet again. For the time being I’m imagining a warm summer morning midweek with nothing planned for the day and I grab a beach towel, flip flops, camera, keys and wallet and put the top down and point the car east for a few hours till I hit sand and the Atlantic Ocean.

First on the sand today. Photo by Mike Hartley

But back to reality I turned on some good music, and my day is looking up. Just called to wish my best friend a happy birthday. I got talk with my daughter which always makes my day. Anytime I hear my kids voices my day is a good one. And I’ll see my son tomorrow, so the weekend is a great one.

This getting old thing is starting to wear on me, and I’ve got to get busy on turning back the clock on the body. This is going to take both time and effort as any good thing does. So, I pulled out the dumbbells and started working. Strength and tone are the starting point. New rule, for every 15 minutes sitting at the computer a set or two or three on the dumbbells.

I like listening to music when I start to get out of sorts. It usually puts me on a better direction. Then again sometimes I remember using it to really pump me up. Nothing like some aggressive rock and roll to kick in the testosterone and adrenalin rush. Good for workouts now.

Random Thoughts of the Day

  • As happy as I was yesterday about my accomplishments, I’m that unhappy today with my lack of progress. I still have 5 hours left to turn it around.
  • The older I get the more a cold rain makes my bones hurt.
  • There is only how you use the next hour. I might nap on that thought.
  • I must stay away from the ice cream tonight.


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Where does the day go

The importance of each day is not to be taken for granted. Friday was a very productive day. The body is feeling it, but the mind is happy with the progress made. Being outside on a sunny day working hard is rewarding in the way it’s always been.

We decided to treat ourselves at our local pub. Oscars Alehouse in Woodstock MD. Another great meal and service. I didn’t need the brownie sundae though. The problem is that I couldn’t get on the treadmill to work some of it off because I could barely walk on one foot last night. Getting old is hard to work around somedays.

A missed opportunity to put the top down and take a cruise in some nice weather yesterday. The week ahead looks cooler than normal. Guess I’ll just have to tough it out and maybe put the side windows up a bit. I’ll try to remember a couple of months ago I wouldn’t be complaining about temps in the 50s and 60s.

It’s car show season again. And Cruising Ocean City is coming up next week. Or as we say in this region CRUSING.

I keep trying to talk my best friend into taking his Vette there for the weekend. Or the Corvette weekend they have in the summer. But he’s still got his nose to the grindstone, so maybe when he retires, I’ll coral him and head down together.

This morning I was all set to attend the monthly show at Mikey and Mel’s in Maple Lawn, but it was so overcast and cool I cancelled that trip.

Today is a day of recovery and inside production tasks. Like editing a few hundred more images and uploading them to my site.


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Knock Knock

When is the last time you took a risk? How did it work out? – Asks the daily prompt.

Every time we get in our cars we take a risk. Yesterday was no different except the incident was right in my own neighborhood. I’ve lived here for 40 years, and I’ve never been passed on our neighborhood street. Our neighborhood is only one dead end street that is less than a half mile long.

So, on the way home after dinner this car flew past me a few doors up from my home on a curve. I went down the street to see where this person was going. I returned to my home and calmed down for a few minutes before walking down to the home that used to be one of our friends who had just moved a few months before, so these are new neighbors.

I was calm in speaking to the mother who came to the door and didn’t curse or threaten but I made it clear that wasn’t acceptable being I was doing 23 mph in a 25-mph speed limit. I pointed out that there are a lot of children, grandchildren and elderly around and it would be very serious if someone were to get hurt. She said she’d speak to her son.

Well, the father came up later and apologized for the son and said he would be up also to speak to me also. I thought that was great because that is what I would do except I’d have my son with me.

I’m not the neighborhood busy body or police but when someone does something that threatens the community, I’ll say something. Now there are people in the world where this might not have turned out as well. Unfortunately, I’ll probably get a second swing at this because there is another new neighbor who has some friends that come over in their exotic cars and have gotten squirrely in the neighborhood.

My new backyard neighbor. Photo by Mike Hartley


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Halftime

Mother nature is supplying the color, and my better half is sprinkling the gardens and yard with beauty. Me, I’m the DESTROYER. Power tools in hand and chopping, digging or cutting. That’s my role. Just taking a break after cutting the front 50 and some raking.

About to do the difficult part and push cut the mountain of a backyard.

You don’t get better weather days than this. Sunny and the high 70s with a mild breeze.

Nature is alive and buzzing. Like the bumblebees that fly around me.

All I know is that I felt like a colorful midday post and came up with this.

So let me return to the great outdoors and make a push to finish strong today. Then treat us to a nice dinner.


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Nice sign NY

New York City sharing itself with the masses. The sign says “Don’t worry. Even if you leave New York, you’ll always be a New Yorker.” I like that. I’ve always followed the Yankees but only been to one game there in my life.

I did find that city quite addicting. I think I’ll start doing a regular pilgrimage there to take in the sights and people. And pictures of course.

Photo by Mike Hartley

I enjoy finding some colors in concrete like below.

Right spot, right time. Photo by Mike Hartley

I’ve got two days of yard work to cram into one, so I’d better get outside. Plus, I’d like to put a few miles on the Miata before the rains this weekend. So off I go. Have a great day all, I’ll be back later.


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A few risks

The daily prompt asks me to – Describe a risk you took that you do not regret.

Risky things I don’t regret.

Going 140 mph on a motorcycle – was exhilarating.

Getting married – a wonderful family as a result.

Buying a home when we couldn’t afford it was a big risk, but it worked out.

Sharing my work (photos and words) finally.

When I was young and at a fair I went on a ride and it broke while we were on it. They couldn’t stop it for almost an hour. That is one risk I regret and won’t get on amusement rides again.

The drop begins. Photo by Mike Hartley


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Doors v14.26

Time for the weekly Thursday Doors challenge with our host Dan Antion. For those who love entrances, exits and the buildings and art that surrounds them this is the spot for you. The wonderful contributions from everywhere will delight. Share your own link in the comments on Dan’s weekly Door’s page.

A short trip to New York City last week with my better half. Some shots are from moving vehicles.

Photo by Mike Hartley

Any door that is 5 hinges is going to be a tall door.

Photo by Mike Hartley

The American Irish Historical Society entrance. I believe that was on 5th Avenue.

Photo by Mike Hartley

What a city, I could spend the rest of my life shooting New York City.

Photo by Mike Hartley

Even the simple doors were golden.

Photo by Mike Hartley

I wonder how much a room cost there.

Photo by Mike Hartley

Doors of music.

Photos by Mike Hartley

If those doors are hot, I’m not entering.

Photos by Mike Hartley

This was a cool entrance. And I had time to zoom in on the inside.

Photo by Mike Hartley

The Africa Center.

Photo by Mike Hartley

So many museums and galleries I need to go back and see.

Photo by Mike Hartley

Rockefeller Center and Top of The Rock were great. But the 9/11 Museum was the highlight of the trip for me.

No more big city shots next week. Returning to my local roots. Have a great day.


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Leader of the pack

The smallest dog leading the pack. Confidence in small packages.

Photo by Mike Hartley

Random Thoughts of the Morning

  • Thank goodness for manual transmissions.
  • Lots of responsibilities today. I will shoehorn in some fun.
  • I wish I could schedule the weather.
  • McDonalds doesn’t have anyone at the counter to take my order. I Von’t be back. I didn’t need that crap anyway. I’ll leave it all for the orange one.
  • Certain roads have a higher percentage of bad drivers. I’m avoiding those roads now as much as possible.


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Should have

The daily prompt asks me to – Write about a time when you didn’t take action but wish you had. What would you do differently?

I wish I had told our companies president that I had enough to do at work and that playing his families personal computer technician and home repair/install person wasn’t part of my job. What I would have done differently is to have grown a pair and to tell him to put his family of Mac’s where the sun doesn’t shine.

Shove those apples. Photo by Mike Hartley


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Yellow rules

I had two recent images I didn’t know what to do with till I saw the common element. Yellow. I figured I’d post these in absence of that bright yellow sunshine I’m missing this morning.

Yellow line-up in NYC. Photo by Mike Hartley

I’ll let the morning rain pass and head out this afternoon for some fresh images.

A bloom in the kitchen yesterday morning. Photo by Mike Hartley

Random Thoughts of the Morning

  • The first decision of the day was a poor one, a cherry pop tart for breakfast. But it was good.
  • Have our values fallen or is it our indifference to what they are.
  • I don’t know when it started but I seem to go to the pharmacy often.
  • I’m always reminded to trim my beard more often this time of year, so I don’t look like summer Santa.
  • The older you get the better showers feel.
  • I have a taste for a good bowl of cream of crab soup.


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Many things

The daily prompt asks – What makes you nervous?

I’ll leave out all the things that I no longer have to worry about like job interviews or my better half having a baby and lots more.

  • Flying
  • Doctor’s appointments
  • People who shouldn’t own guns
  • My car in any parking lot
  • Trump with the nuclear codes
  • Anyone else driving but me
  • Very rough water
  • New pains
  • Heights
  • Sharing my work
  • The rabbit hole we keep going down.
The flag over the USS Constellation in the Inner Harbor Baltimore. Photo by Mike Hartley


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Someone is always watching

The number of cameras in this world watching us is staggering. I guess I’m one of them. I don’t do many videos. Almost none, just still photography. I enjoy people’s reaction when they see a camera now. Almost like they are offended if I raise it to my eye. Not knowing, 100 cell phones just snapped their picture, and they have been under video surveillance all day.

The city is always full of prying eyes. Photo by Mike Hartley

I have been enjoying shooting more people lately. I think I’ll head out tomorrow and do some fresh shooting.

Photo by Mike Hartley

I’m not in big cities often so NYC was unique to me but by the looks of people there it’s routine.

The Ted Kaczynski’s style is making a comeback. Photo by Mike Hartley

I’ll be back to shooting small towns in Maryland soon unless we visit DC or Baltimore. Which sound like good ideas also.


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Unwinding ways

How do you unwind after a demanding day? – Asks the daily prompt again.

Thankfully most of my demanding days are behind me. I guess taking care of the grandchildren is a demanding day now. And that I can recover from physically, while I’m smiling mentally.

To be honest I enjoyed challenging and demanding days and assignments when I was working. That was till they weren’t appreciated and then it became demanding in another way. And by appreciating, I mean a simple thank you would have been fine a vast majority of the time. Luckily, I had some good managers over the 5 decades who knew how to say that.

Sometimes the most demanding part of the day was the hour or more each way to and from work. Especially when the weather was poor.

Some of the things I used to do:

  • Sometimes when I got home before sunrise I’d sit outside and listen to nature come alive. Especially on warm summer mornings.
  • Listening to music was always a go too.
  • Get a hug from my better half.
  • The last several years of work I would write a bit when I got home.
  • Some years ago, I played on company softball teams or bowling leagues.
  • Pickup basketball games with friends in the early years.
  • There were a number of years I’d go for a short ride on the motorcycle before dinner when I worked day shifts.
  • Some years when I got off work between midnight and 3am, I’d just sit in the quiet at home. Now that I think about it, there was always a lot of noise involved in my work. Maybe that is why the quiet sounded so good.
Sports are a great stress release. Then again so is a cold beverage. Photo by Mike Hartley


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Rolling and Rocking

I started working hard this morning, but truth be told I faded this afternoon and took a nap. Yeah, I occasionally fall into that old people category. And with energy restored, a good dinner under my belt and lots of ideas to work well into the evening if the mind and body hold up.

A little music, if you please. It’s now time to crank up the speakers a bit and get rocking. Few things are better than some inspirational music and some time to enjoy it, and plan what I want to do.

I just got an idea from a song that came on that I hadn’t listened to in a while. The song title is “Heart of the Sunrise” by the group Yes. The idea is for one of my day trips to Ocean City this summer I’m going to time leaving so I get to the inlet parking lot and play that song as the sun is coming up that morning.

I will finish editing the NYC shoot and upload that to the photo site. I will work on a painting. I will watch some of the NBA action and I will charge the camera batteries for tomorrows shooting. I will make some prints. I will get busy before the night gets away from me.

Photo by Mike Hartley

Random Thoughts of the Evening

  • It’s good to hear about a brother’s relationship restored.
  • There is a lot to be said late at night. Not much of it makes sense though.
  • Like Motley Crue says “I’m on my way, Home Sweet Home”
  • Clear communication from governments would be nice but that may be asking for too much right now.
  • I have yet to see a shade of blue in the sky I don’t like.


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Uniform and Random

Sounds like Monday. Some plans and maybe some random activities. But first some breakfast and some music.

New York City. Photo by Mike Hartley

Random Thoughts of the Morning

  • I think I’ll fire up the firepit this evening.
  • The smell of bacon in the morning is a wonderful thing.
  • Starting the day with a laugh is a good way to get that smile working.
  • This office needs a good cleaning.
  • Don’t think I’ve lost my disgust and contempt for our current owner of the oval office. I haven’t.