Which author would you love to have dinner with? – Asks the daily prompt.
Neither were authors but wrote songs for their bands. Both are gone so having dinner with them would be tough. But I’d like to know how they wrote a bit more. I have read that Ronnie Van Zant never wrote the lyrics down to the song he wrote for Lynyrd Skynyrd. I read two terms that I think described his writing, personal and intuitive.
The other person is Neil Peart who wrote the lyrics for most of the songs for Rush. A very well-read man who crafted a huge volume of songs. Some are a little off of my interest but others so insightful and relevant. Some I’m still dissecting.
Baltimore’s Classic Rock Station 100.7 The Bay is taking a bow today having its last day on the air. I’m going to miss them because they are my car and home radio station. Nothing else comes close to my taste than they did. Just like local newspapers the local radio station market has consolidated or gone by the wayside.
Photo by Mike Hartley
I guess a lot of people don’t even listen to car radios anymore. Being that is all we had I grew up listening to the radio. AM at first and then FM stations. Yes, I had 8 tracks in the car and CD players and now my phone connects my playlist to the car system. But I still listen to the radio.
And I’ve enjoyed this station and DJs for decades. A religious broadcasting station has purchased it so I will be changing my radio preset for that one. The trouble is nobody comes close to the playlist they provided.
My son’s old car is my beater car. It has a CD player but I’m not even sure it works. I guess I’ll be finding out soon.
I just remembered I would listen online in my later years at the job at night. It was someone talking to me during the long periods of just myself there in between the songs.
We supported some of their advertisers, but I guess it wasn’t enough. Pretty much what happened to the local newspaper market.
One unique thing about it is they have known they are out of work after today. They have known for over a month now I believe and it’s been public and they continue to do great shows. This morning has been special, and I’ll listen this afternoon and evening till they go off the air at midnight.
Another end of an era for me and apparently many more in the area from the outpouring online I’m seeing. I think it has touched those at the station and I’m glad of that. So many people don’t get to say goodbye at jobs they have loved. Especially in the media.
I wish all of the employee’s good luck looking for work and maybe career changes because as they said there is a ton of unemployed talent out there and few stations left to work.
Is this what they mean by getting a leg up on your siblings?
Getting a leg up in education is key in life. Never stop learning. Photo by Mike Hartley
Catching the young deer playing out back is easy. I love watching the mothers teach them. Especially their first contact with people. I’ve had the young ones walk towards me till mom makes a grunt sound and stamps her front hoof. Then they run and get behind her.
What’s a moment when a stranger completely restored your faith in people? – Asks the daily prompt.
When I see strangers stop at accident scenes to help.
Seeing a vet technician comfort someone after the loss of their pet.
When I see a young person stop to help an elderly or disabled person.
Seeing throngs of people at charity runs or events.
Watching a handful of officers fight an overwhelming riot on January 6 at our Nation’s Capital.
The invisible moments that so many contribute time and money to good causes each day.
The moment we as a majority group take control of this country again and address real problems and get working on solutions and implement them.
Watching people donate blood.
The little 5- or 6-year-old girl hooked to numerous tubes and bags of meds that sat across from me awaiting radiation treatments who was the happiest person in the world with her mother at her side. Thank you honey.
There is a better than average chance I’ll disturb the songbird in the backyard for a bit over the next two days when my better half is away. I’ll keep things at a respectful level and won’t be disturbing anyone’s sleep. But during the day the volume might rise a bit here and there depending on the song playing.
Being heard. Photo by Mike Hartley
After I drop my son’s dog off today, I’ll be alone for a few days. The first adjustment is the temperature. I don’t need as much AC as the rest of the family seems to enjoy. One of the first things I do is turn the thermostat up 2-3 degrees. And if it’s nice out, I will just open the windows and turn off the AC.
On the agenda is to get to our county fair and photograph the activities and fun. It’s been a few years since attending and I have fond memories of my days working at the fair booth and making PA announcements and giving out info. Our newspaper would volunteer to staff the fair booth. And we were regulars each year.
I enjoyed taking the kids there when they were young. I’m not sure they were that into it. It was a big event when we were young, and the county was much younger and far less developed. Farming and raising livestock are hard work. I have a lot of respect for those who continue to do it. So does my stomach.
Remembering back to more open fields, far less traffic, and simpler times is kind of what the fair brings back to me a bit.
Between the raindrops I hope to get a few rides in with the top down on some back roads.
Random Thoughts of the Day
Seeing the sun break through the clouds after a morning rain is inspiring.
Trump pushing lies and misinformation about vaccines will result in unnecessary deaths and suffering. It goes against doctor’s recommendations. Just another thing to add to the list of what a despicable excuse for a human being he is.
If you can be happy, you have the world by the tail.
Just covered the car and putting the umbrella and cushions in before the line of storms rolls through. And thought I’d better do another post before possible power issues. I spent a little time catching up on some rest. But if the electricity stays on, I’ll be posting away.
The deck is still solid after all these years. Photo by Mike Hartley
I had planned on going for a ride because I thought the storms would hold off till this evening. Tomorrow I won’t make that mistake and I’ll head out early.
The beaches might have a few hours, but beach patrol better be ready for this line of weather.
Time to head inside. Photo by Mike Hartley
I’ve got to admit, I’m not as prepared as I’d like to be for a protracted storm outage or other emergency. I’m going to try to remedy some of the shortcomings this year. I’ve got to get the generator up and tested. Also, a mounted area for it for extended use. Then I have to increase the fuel I keep onsite.
Next is to up our food and water supply. And then getting our electrical panel upgraded so I can switch our well pump on in a power outage. I can handle the heat in an outage but cold is another thing and I must get a better plan for this other than a fireplace and a couple of space heaters.
The TV is beeping with weather warnings, and the lights just flickered some offline I go for a bit.
What’s the best local dish you’ve ever eaten while traveling? – The daily prompt with a food question this morning.
Wow, this is an interesting ask. I haven’t been a big traveler in my life you’re not going to get that exquisite meal description from a faraway place.
I’ll go with a simple one that is always a great memory for me. It’s when we were young and before children. Our 3 or 4 days at the beach each summer would always end with a meal at a place called Reflections in Ocean City. We didn’t have a lot back then, so we treated ourselves this one night.
Those dinners alone with my wife bring back good times.
I rarely ate like that then or now but in this place, I would just get a full course of food. Okay, let’s start with their Ceaser salad. The best Curtons I’ve ever had and the freshest parmesan cheese. Onto the best cream of crab soup I’ve ever had. Not too thick or thin, tons of huge backfin crab chunks floating on top and sherry if you so desire which I do. And they would leave that in case you wanted a little more.
Next was the bacon wrapped BBQ shrimp appetizer. Then the combo of a crabcake and filet mignon. And then we would finish with Bananas Foster which was prepared tableside. As were some other entrees which we sampled over the years. Some years before children this was followed by a walk on the beach together.
Unfortunately, they closed several years back, and we have had to discover other ocean favorites. Like Fager’s Island which has a great view and some fine dining.
Looking back at the bay from Fager’s Island. Another favorite dining spot. Photo by Mike Hartley
The more I go to car shows and our Miata club meetings, the more I think about another car. I was looking up custom models available in the area just for fun earlier.
The second reason I titled this post “Looking Up” and used this picture is special. When I handed the camera to my 4-year-old grandson last week and showed him how to hold and press the shutter he reminded me that getting down to a lower angle gave some great shots.
Getting down is no problem, getting up is still very doable, but it varies from day to day and sometimes it comes with delayed discomfort. But changing my camera angle is something I need to do more of. Using my tripod and monopod more to force me to use a lower angle.
Get low, ground level. Photo by Mike Hartley
That little guy will get the camera again because the shot he took of his father was so relaxed that I might just make a large print for him to take to work or for his son’s room.
I put my favorite camera on the monopod which is now only 17 inches off the ground with the camera on it. Maybe I’ll call this baby view. When they first start to crawl up furniture and try to stand for the first time, they are about that height. And I’ll see how my back takes to this. It will give me a chance to use that angled view screen. Which I have very little experience with.
It would be wonderful if one of the grandkids got interested in photography.
Random Thoughts of the Day
Sitting right is important. Standing is better.
I think I mentioned pulling weeds is my least favorite yard task. Doing it while it feels like 100 is worse.
Grilling out is a good way to end a Sunday afternoon.
I wonder how many pairs of tennis shoes I’ve worn out in my lifetime?
There is a good chance I’m going to shoot some hoops in the driveway for the first time in a while. And try not to injure myself.
My better half and I were invited to a crab feast. So, you do the only thing you can, and you go to the crab feast. On the way there the skies opened up and the winds howled, which made it a difficult drive. The rain stopped when we got to the parking lot at Oregon Ridge Park except for a light drizzle which stopped about 30 minutes later.
The feast began with some fruit and potato salads, fried chicken, pizza for young ones if needed and then CRABS. Beverages abounded and Conrads Crabs delivered some very full and big crabs. It had been a little bit since sitting down to pick crabs for me to be honest. Let me see, that is like a Texan saying they haven’t had any BBQ in a good while.
I’ve had crab dishes but picking crabs is Maryland. I think I’ll get a dozen next week.
I clawed my way through a few of these. Photo by Mike Hartley
And now here we are with a free Sunday ahead except for some chores like mowing the backyard and hill. I’m certainly going out and capture some new images, and I hope to create some sawdust outside, but otherwise, I’ll take it slow and as it comes. The body is reminding me early this day it’s got some mileage on it.
Heads up, it’s going to be a nice day out if you like it hot. Photo by Mike Hartley
I haven’t seen this fellow in a few months now. Usually, I see him several times a year.
Random Thoughts of the Day
Music lifts me up again and again.
I need to get back to walking every day.
Cut my screentime to 1 hour a day. Next step, 30 minutes. That should cover calls and text.
I don’t like pain popping up in new places.
Blanche being confirmed at AG is another disaster in the making.
There are about 10 Cicada Killer Wasps out back on my hill. These things are huge. About 2 inches and fast. I hear only the females can sting and they don’t bother people much. So far that is true, I don’t swat at them and just walk normally. Trouble is, the mower is seen as an enemy.
Good morning my friend. I’ll let you be if you let me be. Photo by Mike Hartley
I do have to cut the backyard today and I hope we don’t have any encounters. I love nature and try hard to keep it thriving but there are limits.
I’m not into people who try to be intimidating. Especially those behind the wheel. And of course, those who try to be online bullies. I hate bullies, maybe that is part of my distain for Trump among his many failings as a human being.
The online stuff doesn’t bother me as much as the road bullies. That is life and death out there. Having had a motorcycle for a few decades and generally driving small cars I’m well versed at not being seen or just trying to be intimidated by size. That is why I was a firm believer in the Loud Pipes Save Lives theory when I rode.
I keep waiting for Karma to catch up with these people, but I guess he is a bit behind schedule. So, I’ll try to be patient. Maybe one of these buggers can fly in their window and buzz around their head for a bit.
What’s a thing you wish schools actually taught? – Asks the daily writing prompt.
That’s an interesting one. I haven’t been to school in a long time.
I wish they made learning a foreign language a mandatory thing. It was optional back when I was in school and I regret not learning another language.
I wish school taught me to think more, instead of memorizing the crap. The best classes are when teachers didn’t spend all their time in the book. I got more out of few conversations with teachers about life than I did in most of school.
Not that knowledge isn’t important to have and lots of that is in the book and assignments but life lessons and finding what students are interested in and helping them pursue that is a gift.
Remember athletes, keep up with the academics. Life is hard without them.
The mist of morning is soon replaced with whistles and the sounds of contact. Photo by Mike Hartley
Time for the weekly Thursday Doors challenge with our host Dan Antion. For those who love entrances, exits and the buildings and art that surrounds them this is the spot for you. The wonderful contributions from everywhere will delight. Share your own link in the comments on Dan’s weekly Door’s page.
I’m very late this week, just a few hours under deadline, after being MIA for a few. Hope to get back on track and be a regular contributor. And timelier.
Phone booth for those of you who are younger. Photo by Mike Hartley
A rather random pool of shots.
An Ellicott City door. Photo by Mike Hartley
The next couple days should be good for photographing so I’ll get ahead of next week’s effort.
I love front porches. Photo by Mike Hartley
Shooting doors will allow me to combine a few projects I’m thinking about. We have a number of churches with some interesting architecture and while there I’ll see what I can find with doors.
In 2-4 weeks, the kids will return to schools. Most summer vacations are in the books and resort towns slow considerably after Labor Day. It’s my favorite time of the year to hit the beaches. September and October are wonderful. It’s also very different. We always miss the children and grandchildren when we go after our summer vacation week together.
The beach will still be there but it’s different with few people on it. Photo by Mike Hartley
Everything is still open, but the crowds are gone. Which in some way is part of the fun of the summer vacation at the shore. Some avoid the summer season all together because it is so crowded. Not to mention the expense of the prime season rates. I like the heat, so the summer temps don’t bother me like some.
I like seeing families. And that is what you see in season. In the offseason it’s an older crowd. The shores of Maryland have been making a big push to extend the seasons starting them earlier and trying to end them later. I plan on taking a solo trip this month and then we will probably take a few days in September and October. So, my summer is going to be longer as I like them.
It’s another benefit of retirement. I used to sit in the office chairs looking out at late August and September sun wishing I had the freedom to get back to the shore. To remember and relish the good times with family the month before but also relax as only you can when you’re without children and grandchildren.
The offseason is my favorite time to visit, if I’m being selfish. If I’m being true to myself, the moments, hugs, kisses, hand holding, and laughter with my entire family is the best.
The daily prompt is asking – Share a photo of your pet and tell us one thing that makes them uniquely them.
Every pet I’ve ever had has been unique. Just like people they all differ. I’ve had the pleasure and pain of having many loving pets.
Where is my milk and what is for dinner? Photo by Mike Hartley
From the first one I had below that my dad brought home to us to the last one above, that I brought home to my daughter, they all have been special.
My first pet was special because it was the last gift from our dad. Photo by Mike Hartley
From almost having dog like behavior in a cat to a giant fur ball of a cat.
Are you ready for some Xmas? Photo by Mike Hartley
My first cat was a Manx. A big strong cat with no tail. She was the one who behaved like a dog. The neighbors had a German Shepard, and she was no fan of that dog at all. One day I saw him charge her and she leapt in the air landed on his back with claws out and this dog let out a howl of pain and ran for home. The dog always kept a distance after that. She would just sit in the front yard all proud and hiss at it if it started in her direction and it would turn tail and run.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Above is our granddog who we just lost last year. My son is still hurting from his first pet loss. It never gets any easier and my better half can’t take another loss, so we/she decided not to have anymore pets.
Don’t forget to wash up. Photo by Mike Hartley
Pets are a huge responsibility, and a lot of people don’t fully accept it. The one thing that made all my pets unique to me is the love they shared. If you get a pet, please take good care of it.
Is life giving you the run around? People can do that. Sometime unintentionally and sometimes on purpose. It’s happened to all of us. At the jobs, in our relationships, doing business with some companies for example.
Art in Frederick MD. Photo by Mike Hartley
It used to be very frustrating but I’m getting better at dealing with it. I guess a little insight and wisdom help. I’ve cut ties doing business with a few companies.
Along Carroll Creek. Photo by Mike Hartley
As companies implement these AI voice systems and other fences to an actual person they have to pay is both increasing at a rapid rate and increasingly frustrating. I feel the less human interactions I have, the more difficult and less fulfilling the encounter is.
Photo by Mike Hartley
In my professional career I learned how to work around the run around. Other areas I’m still learning. I guess I should get better and stop giving myself the runaround.
I’m beaming this Friday afternoon. A decision to put my health first today instead of chores. What I’m beaming about though is the opportunity to participate in a long-standing Maryland tradition. The crab feast is something special and I love attending a few each summer.
Beams of a footbridge in Frederick Maryland. Photo by Mike Hartley
Beams are great building materials. I’ve worked to build some beams in life. I beam about my children and grandchildren. I beam about my career in newspapers. I beam about our home even though it’s modest. I beam about being married for decades for the first and only time in my life.
I beam about the wristband my daughter had made that says, “Family Beach Trip 2026.” And the drawing my 4-year-old grandson made about all the things we did at the beach together.
I beam about my low-end camera equipment. I beam when I’m riding in my old Miata with the top down. I beam when cutting the grass on my new tractor.
When my health is good, I’m beaming with enthusiasm. And I’m beaming with joy at having an afternoon and evening ahead with nothing planned. Now if the power stays on through the afternoon storms I’ll be beaming with progress.
When I’m stopped at a drawbridge I always wonder if I’ll see and old black and white 74 Dodge Monaco Mt Prospect police car with two guys in black suits, hats and sunglasses on making that jump again.
It’s going to be one of those feels like 100+ degrees outside later, so I thought I’d start the day with some cool images. Ran across some winter images when doing some editing and they seemed appropriate for such a hot sticky day ahead.
Looking north near Marriottsville Road. Photo by Mike Hartley
I like finding old images I haven’t used in my blog yet. And while I try to keep things relevant to the time and season, why not shake things up occasionally.
Along Rt 99. Photo by Mike Hartley
Today starts a week of a packed schedule. I’m still going to try to keep active here and in my other hobbies, but I’ll be burning the candle on both ends.
Howard County Conservancy. Photo by Mike Hartley
My good start here this morning will be interrupted by a dentist appointment shortly. Then I’ll move to watching grandchildren for a few hours. Hopefully later this afternoon I’ll squeeze in a few minutes of seat time in the Miata.
I think I’ll spend the next hour working on my workspace, which I made some good progress at yesterday. But first I should catch the sunrise in a few minutes. Have a good morning, all.
What’s something you used to worry about but don’t anymore? – Good question from the daily prompt.
It’s really a softball question for me. I used to worry about work. All kinds of worries. Of the thousands of decisions I made each day, were they right. I used to worry about traffic getting back and forth, being it was a long commute to a very busy city. I used to worry about my strained relationship with some higher ups. I used to worry about my co-workers doing things right. I used to worry about what time I’d be called again when I was off.
But not anymore. Work is no longer on the list of worries. And boy is that a huge weight off my back.
Retirement is great. I can swing with it? Photo by Mike Hartley
It’s a good thing I was never unemployed for more than a few days once or twice in my life. Because this retirement gig is something I’m relishing so far. A friend asked me recently if I would ever want to go back to work. The answer was an emphatic No, not for anyone else.
There are several opportunities for what I used to do, but that is no longer my interest. I’m starting a career I thought about doing as a youth. And to get that chance has been one I can’t pass up.
In truth it’s not a career like a traditional one. I’m having fun being an artist. I photograph, write, paint, carve, draw, illustrate and pontificate through the blog. I love this work. It is work; it takes time and some days lots of it. And that journey is the fun of it all.
It’s HUMP DAY – Hold on Workers of the World – The weekend is ahead.
Everyone stay in their lane now please. Photo by Mike Hartley
Today I touched base with an electrician. One of my weakest handyman skills. And like Clint Eastwood used to say in the Dirty Harry movies “a man has got to know his limitations” and I can admit to this one.
Looking to make lighting improvements and fix some suspect stuff that was originally here. It’s always good to be able to see what you’re working on.
Random Thoughts of the Morning
Summer mornings are the best.
I really like Stephen Stills guitar work. Great harmonies with CSN and CSNY also.
Even in retirement it’s nice to have an off day where nothing is planned. You’d be surprised how few of them actually come around.
Water is a commodity that is becoming increasingly valuable. Yet we keep poisoning more of it. Or managing it poorly.
I heard the line “Playing with Fire” in the song One More Time from the Street Survivors album this morning, so I looked for an appropriate image in my archive for the song. I thought about removing the flame like they did for the cover of that album after the plane crash.
There is something about that original version of Lynyrd Skynyrd that connected with me.
Photo by Mike Hartley
I also love the title of that album. Street Survivors is kind of a description of a lot of lives. And at least part of mine. I’ve survived a lot of near misses on the road and a few nasty accidents from people who did not pay attention to the function of driving. I’ve survived a few bouts with the big C.
I’ve survived the professional world and came out whole. Being married a long time, I’ve survived because she must be a bad shot.
Surviving today is my goal. As they say, one day at a time.
Some cars are intense. Some drivers are intense. Some motors are intense.
Yeah, go ahead and blink. Photo by Mike Hartley
I took a very pleasant ride today. After the lunch rush and a Tuesday afternoon. Little traffic and it was behaving well. No that isn’t my ride above. Not that I’d mind driving that around. I’d probably put the hood back on, but it still wouldn’t hide those eyes.
Car photography is becoming one of my pastimes. Local shows, random rides on the street, club meetings, regional shows. I try to hit several a year. Some just for enjoyment where I don’t shoot much. Others I spend a ton of time behind the lens.
In looking at the forecast I decided I’d better get the cover on the car now in case I get tired again. Rain could come early.
I’ll have to look for another type of photography to focus on.
Random Thoughts of the Evening
The trouble most people have with relating to things is that they haven’t experienced them.
I’m sorry, I’m not giving up my addition to ice cream.
Mom always said there is someone far less fortunate than yourself. Mom was always right.
When you find a mechanic you trust, it’s your lucky day. And hope they always stay close to you.
We will see if making the workspace more efficient, pays off.
The morning chores are completed. I’ve danced between a few of them because music reminds me to be happy. And there are a lot of songs that trigger those feelings. And when I pulled the CD case from the trunk a few minutes ago and found a few classic’s I hadn’t listened to in a while I put them in the front seat with me for today’s ride and glide.
I was up early today but missed the sunrise because I went back for a nap. I won’t miss sunset though. I try to catch both each day. Being in my senior years, that seed of doubt, which one will be the last has entered the thoughts somedays. I dread the idea of not being able to get outside one day and see them.
To me it’s a visceral feeling. Even if I have to see the sunlight through the trees in the backyard in the mornings or from my front porch in the evening. I don’t have a water view so it’s special to me when I do.
I’ve got to make a point of getting out to different spots in the county at those times. Have a good afternoon, all.
The sun painting the morning. Photo by Mike Hartley
Random Thoughts of the Day
I’m not so sure if there is a reason for everything.
Simple Man by Lynyrd Skynyrd is a great song.
Keep smiling, it keeps them wondering.
When friends lose parents, it reminds you of your own losses.
Every once in a while, I’ll have the house to myself. And also, every once in a while, I’ll be the only one in my 2-seat go-cart. Well today is one of those days and it’s one where the volume grows. I’m going out now and make the car shine. Music is already filling the indoor space.
I won’t turn anything outside up till later in the morning. Of course, I could do it now to drown out the huge mowers doing several neighbors yards early today. You’re late boys, mine is DONE.
Well, some more inspirational R&R just came on so let me get up from this box and back outside.
Some Dogs will do Anything for Attention.See below
Photo by Mike Hartley
Random Thoughts of the Day
The smile of a 1-year-old can fill a heart.
I’m of the belief that one can hear but be totally deaf to situations.
I worked too long outside yesterday and when I had the time after the second shower of the day it was just about dark. I thought to myself I’ll pack up the cameras and head out shortly. That’s when the sandman paid me a visit and I was out from 8:30pm to 1:30am. Which means I broke my streak of picking up my camera each day.
My friend Dan loved to fish from shore. Photo by Mike Hartley
Well, it’s time to recast the line again and get fishing for a good shot for this Tuesday. I won’t make the same mistake today and mix in some of my hobbies a bit more liberally.
Fishing and photography are sometimes alike. You sometimes have to wait for a good moment to hit. Photo by Mike Hartley
An old friend got in touch yesterday and we caught up as if we had just talked last week when it’s been a few months. We will get together later this month. Both lifelong Maryland basketball fans.
Random Thoughts of the Morning
Sweet corn from the Eastern Shore of Maryland is incredible this time of year.
It’s a good day to pretend I’m on vacation or playing hooky from work.
Some days all you can do is shake your head and say Wow.
Draining the batteries on the cameras today would make me happy.
What are your top 10 travel destinations? – Asks the daily prompt.
I’m not one to think more than a trip or two in advance because we have never traveled much. So, I won’ fantasize much here beyond what we are going to do and a few we might like.
We hope to take a trip to Charleston South Carolina this year sometime. Maybe another trip or two to the beach. New York City is one we want to return and see more of.
My better half would like to get to Ireland. I would like to see Yosemite, Zion, Yellowstone and the Grand Canyon. Maybe San Francisco.
Today my top destination is some back roads in and around some of Howard County with the top down and music on.
I prefer train if it makes sense. Photo by Mike Hartley
One of these years I’m going to stay at a place that takes this body back and forth to and from the beach. So, all I have to do is unfold my chair and towel.
I say this jealously because I’ve played pack mule for decades with my own children and now my grandchildren. I don’t mind it, I’m glad to do it for them. I’m so fortunate that they can spend the time with us.
One day I may have to turn over the heavy stuff to my son and daughter. And that day might be coming sooner than later.
Maybe one day, the golf cart ride. I did enjoy the parade of people taking this one afternoon. Lots of young people, who should be walking because it’s not that far from the hotel. Sorry, the old man attitude sneaked out. More power to them.
If I could only be as free floating as a butterfly or blimp. If I could free my mind.
Goodyear going up the east coast of Maryland. Photo by Mike Hartley
The slow flight seems so at ease and effortless.
Triple the Pleasure. Photo by Mike Hartley
I bet there is a blimp tracker. It was here in Ocean City MD on 7/29.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Random Thoughts of the Morning
To be free of the Monday dread of reporting to work for someone else. Oh yeah.
My shoulders are moving to the music this morning.
An early start is always good in my book.
The Led Zeppelin song – Nobody’s Fault But Mine just came on the headphones. – A great song but the title says it all. If I don’t apply myself today – it’s nobody’s fault but mine.
Activities and appointments abound today. Let’s get to them.
What is your favorite quote? – Asks the daily prompt.
I have tons of favorite quotes. I acquire more each day it seems. And I know I’ve shared a few others in the past that are more prominently posted around my desk. Here are a few recent ones I’ve found.
Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once he grows up. – Pablo Picasso
Count your age by friends, not years. Count your life by smiles, not tears. – John Lennon
Art enables us to find ourselves and lose ourselves at the same time. – Thomas Merton
Success is not the key to happiness. Happiness is the key to success. If you love what you are doing, you will be successful. – Herman Cain
This isn’t me, but I do feel like I’m having problems keeping my sail out of the water. And to be honest that was my thought as I was snapping the shot because I saw them struggling for a few minutes.
In the bay behind 45th street in OC. Photo by Mike Hartley
Searching for the right angle and wind direction is a challenge for life. And getting the ship righted and sailing again takes a lot of effort. Choosing to keep trying is refusing to be defeated.
So today, we try again and again.
Random Thoughts of the Evening
Nice tribute to one of my favorite baseball stars Thurman Munson today by Yankees catcher Austin Wells.
I might try another week without TV.
The forecast for tomorrow is to my liking.
Daily desk calendars remind me constantly of how fast time moves. But I’ll never get enough of The Far Side.
I guess the reason I love the sunrise over the Atlantic is because I see it so seldom. Maybe next year an oceanfront place where I don’t have power wires in my path. Like that set of balconies down the left side of the photo.
Photo by Mike Hartley
There were choices to make in the mornings, and I made the right ones. I could have wandered down to the beach early and caught the unobstructed color or watched a few minutes from a balcony and see my grandchildren get up each morning. Easy call really. The smiles and hugs beat the sunrise and sand in my feet. This way I got to do both,
Soon they will be of age to go on my morning walk and see it themselves. If they want too of course. They didn’t seem that interested in sunsets yet.
Random Thoughts of the Afternoon
I love to drive. I hate the 20% or so that makes it dangerous as hell.
Read something important that I’m trying to remember. It’s not always what you include in a piece of art or writing that’s important, it’s what you might leave out.
I need to start looking at those adjustable desks where you can stand or sit. I spend a lot of time in front of one. And sitting is bad I’m told.
Tomorrow is going to be a physical challenge and there is no way around it.
The more I anticipate, the more I get excited about things. As long as I’m not being negative in my anticipation.
I’ve been watching young children recently and their joy and excitement that comes with anticipation of something good happening has brought me back to that feeling. So why not carry it forward.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Today I’m anticipating feedback on a recent project from a few people. I’m anticipating rains which is great because I need some computer time to catch up with all the shooting I’ve done.
The printer just started and I’m anticipating the first 8×10 print of the day coming out of it. In a half hour I’m anticipating a hot shower.
The anticipation of picking up a paint brush for the first time in a few weeks is exciting. And I’m hearing the workroom tools calling me in anticipation of creating some sawdust.
Each cast in fishing feels like a fresh start. Whether it’s your first or last of the day, it’s that chance that you get that strike.
Just before dusk in Ocean City MD. Photo by Mike Hartley
Here we are at the beginning of August and I’m feeling lucky this month. I’ve got some fresh ideas and a reserve of strength from somewhere in the back of my mind that I’m tapping into for focus.
A busy day ahead but opportunities are boundless.
I’m a bit stiff still after spending hours driving yesterday and then some yard work that didn’t do the back any favors, but the kinks are worked out this morning and at the helm after a decent night’s sleep.
Random Thoughts of the Morning
Boy my office windows were dirty. It’s nice to see the extra light coming through them.
I’m looking for a better balance between words and images in my post.
Trump is a failure as a human being, why would we expect him to be successful at anything else but the worst things.
I ate smart for breakfast for a week. I think I’ll have a poptart to balance that out this morning.
Falling into and out of my exercise routine seems to be routine.
Taking a break sometimes is refreshing. I took a break I hadn’t done in a good while. I didn’t turn on the TV for a week. And said best by a long-ago comedian Jackie Gleason “HOW SWEET IT IS”
Not that I don’t plan on returning to it. Just have a better grip on how to use it.
Aso, I took a break from being the village idiot and picked up a few books. Made it through one and great start on the second. Hope to finish that one this week.
Took a break from mowing and let it go another week. Don’t worry, it’s still shorter than the neighbors. I’ll do it on Monday because rains move in tonight and tomorrow.
Taking a break for a little music between chores now. Why don’t you take 5 yourself.
What’s a skill you consider basic, that most people don’t actually know how to do? – Interesting ask by the daily prompt.
Oh wow, that is one you have to ponder on for a few seconds.
The first that popped to mind is one of my passions. Driving a stick shift (manual gearbox) vehicle. Which led to another observation. People don’t know how to drive.
Okay enough car talk.
Being older I had to work through problems without the aid of the internet to help. So, I guess my first instinct is to try to find a solution to the problem instead of just giving up like a lot of people do now.
This credit card society has made cashiers poor with math apparently. Pay in cash and get ready to observe someone struggling to make the correct change owed to you.
How to get to the truth seems to be a skill that lots are lacking these days.
Apparently, the ability to not be without your smartphone is something so many are afflicted with.
I’m guessing most couldn’t fix a flat tire or change their oil and filter.
When to talk, and when to listen is becoming a lost art.
Again, having grown up without most of today’s technology, memorization was a very important skill. I bet most people couldn’t tell you the phone numbers of their most frequent contacts. We used to remember hundreds.
Manors and common courtesy seem to be going out of style also.
I walked out with the camera in hand looking for my pair of hawks that have been hunting in my backyard recently. I’m scanning the trees and branches where they like to perch, watching for prey.
Disappointed at the number of winged opportunities I started to scan the area. Something odd caught my eye on the ground. Look at the base of the tree in the middle.
Photo by Mike Hartley
I didn’t see it clearly for a minute and got a closer look. So, I zoomed in and this little guy was trying to catch a nap in the tall grass which I had obviously disturbed by being out back.
Do you think everything happens for a reason? – Now there is a question to ponder from the daily prompt.
I think some things are random and other happen for a reason. Most happen for a reason though. I guess that is my belief in science.
But science also teaches me we live on earth which random things happen like weather and earthquakes that are totally unpredictable despite huge advancements.
So, there is always going to be a bit of both from what I’ve experienced in life.
I’ve never been a person to wear a hat. Maybe the baseball hat when a youth playing baseball. I have a few baseball caps that I wear during the summer but that’s about it. Oh yeah, I have a floppy summer hat I’ll use on the beach sometimes.
But hats have been intriguing me for a while now. I’ve ventured into a few stores and cruised online. I loved the hat that Ronnie Van Zant wore. Not sure if it would look good on me though.
I’m actually looking for a few hats. One summer like on the table in front here. But also, something stylish for the cooler seasons.
One Fresh Hat in Ellicott City. Photo by Mike Hartley
I’ll keep you updated and provide a photo if I make a decision. Maybe spend some time this week stopping in a store or two.
Random Thoughts of the Day
I’m older and I thought I lived through dangerous times before. Well, this one might take the cake.
You scream, I scream, we all scream for ice cream. Cherry Ice Cream Sodas are my favorite.
There is now a limit on how much sun I can get in a day. I don’t like that limit.
I’m trying to turn things around but having limited success. As a matter of fact, I feel like I’m losing. Not the best feeling in the world but there it is.
I’ve been pretty good at dealing with change in the past. Being in a technology area most of my career I didn’t have a choice because things moved fast. But I’m finding the more I’m removed from it being retired the more problems I have when I encounter something new. Like messing with that Park Mobile app a few years ago. And as time goes on the more F’ing apps you need to just get by.
With people, I’ve also had the ability to deal with changes over time. But that past success seems to be fading. And I can’t say if it’s my ability to deal with things is getting more limited or if the changes others are going through have changed things to where I’m not in a comfortable place.
Photo by Mike Hartley
There is work to be done in evaluating, adapting or changing some things. We will see if the old concept of older people being resistant or unable to change affect me or not.
Yes, I’m familiar with the adage “the only constant thing in life is change.”
The daily writing prompt would like to know – What’s your home decoration style?
When we picked the home, we have been in now for over 4 decades we, decided on a rancher. On a lot with a big front yard and trees and woods in the lower back yard.
I’m not familiar with style names in home decoration. I don’t catch many if any of those shows on TV doing it. What I do know is my better half does have nice taste and style and has made the home a welcoming and comfortable space while looking very nice at the same time.
I’m more of the maintenance guy. I power wash, mow, fix, repair, move and hang things when needed.
The basement is another story. That is mostly my domain. A mixture of my art space, office, workroom and laundry and utility room. I’m randomly mounting dozens of 8x10s on the walls trying out different projects and themes which I take down and replace fairly often.
I do have one wall that I don’t change. A series of photos from Arlington Cemetery that I shot. With my dad’s flag in front of them. That will probably be there till I’m gone.
If I had to find a few words for the style I guess I’d use welcoming, comfortable and pleasing. Those are at least the expressions of those visiting.
The warm sun of morning. Looking our our back kitchen window. Photo by Mike Hartley
The daily prompt has a good question today. – What’s a song lyric that has stuck with you forever?
I guess the song from my youth that has stuck with me the most is from the band Lynyrd Skynyrd and the song Simple Man.
“Simple Man”
Mama told me when I was young “Come sit beside me, my only son And listen closely to what I say And if you do this it’ll help you some sunny day”
“Oh, take your time, don’t live too fast Troubles will come and they will pass You’ll find a woman and you’ll find love And don’t forget, son, there is someone up above”
“And be a simple kind of man Be something you love and understand Baby, be a simple kind of man Oh, won’t you do this for me, son, if you can”
“Forget your lust for the rich man’s gold All that you need is in your soul And you can do this, oh baby, if you try All that I want for you, my son, is to be satisfied”
“And be a simple kind of man Oh, be something you love and understand Baby, be a simple kind of man Oh, won’t you do this for me, son, if you can”
Oh, yes, I will
“Boy, don’t you worry, you’ll find yourself Follow your heart and nothing else And you can do this, oh baby, if you try All that I want for you, my son, is to be satisfied”
“And be a simple kind of man Oh, be something you love and understand Baby, be a simple kind of man Oh, won’t you do this for me, son, if you can?”
“Baby, be a simple, be a simple man Oh, be something you love and understand Baby, be a simple kind of simple man Oh, won’t you do this for me, son, if you can?”
Even when they are ready to go back to the earth, they are beautiful. Photo by Mike Hartley
One of the last bastions of journalism I admire, The New York Times.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Trust in anything is a hard thing to find now. Enough seeds of doubt have been planted. More biased ownerships have taken control of most media. Controlling the message like we used to think about communist countries has invaded our shores.
I’m old enough to remember a newsman called Walter Cronkite. He was known as the most trusted man in America. If that man said something I bet 90% or more of this country believed it as the truth. Newspapers were trusted sources of information. Most people believed what the government said.
So how do we reestablish so much lost trust. The easy part is first calling out the blatant bullshit that is being slung daily and must stop. Our children are being taught you can do one thing and say another and get away with it. That is the first lesson you teach a child that is WRONG.
One of my few hopes is that we haven’t confused the younger voting generation so much that they either don’t participate or haven’t blinded them with bullshit.
My thoughts are that we as a society must keep searching for the truth in every situation. That way we can move onto solutions that make sense.
Another friggin book question again from the daily prompt. – If you could rewrite any book’s ending, which one would you choose?
So, if I could REWRITE today’s question it would be. – Do you think you could be nocturnal?
The reason I posed this question is because I have been nocturnal for a decade or two of my life, maybe more. It started with working night shifts. But it has extended beyond that to even my retirement days. There are nights I’m up most of the evening and early mornings.
Lots of them actually. I’ve never been a person who has slept normal hours anyway. When I was working, I slept maybe 4-5 hours a day. Once a week I didn’t sleep. That was my transition day where I woke early Sunday morning, spent the day with the family, went to work at 6pm and worked till 6am Monday morning. So I’d be up 24-27 hours straight flipping from the weekend where I was up during the day and then back to nights on the weekdays.
But that doesn’t mean I wasn’t awake during the days. Services you depend on aren’t open at nights so things like doctor’s appointments or shopping or much of anything had to be done during the day.
I was watching my grandson the other day, and he said he doesn’t like the dark because it’s scary. For me I see wonder. I’m very comfortable with darkness. I got used to dark at a young age working with photography. They didn’t call it a darkroom for nothing. That is where you handled film. In complete darkness. And making prints was done under this red light that only a touch from complete darkness.
The contrast of nights and days isn’t just light. There is a whole group of people who make your life possible by working nights. They take your trash away; deliver supplies to the vendors you use. They repair the streets and fix other infrastructure needs. Some show up when you have an emergency and the ambulance takes you to the hospital where people working overnight take care of you.
Security guards and police keep your business and some homes safe at night. Lots of people work overnight in warehouses shipping your products for delivery the next day.
All those upgrades to computer systems happen in the evenings. Planes still fly at night and have to take off and land. You need pilots and air traffic controllers. When something isn’t working in your hotel room you call the front desk and expect someone to be there no matter the hour.
When you go to the grocery store, who do you think restocks the shelves at night. Not a robot. If you go to Vegas, you might notice that noise from the casino doesn’t stop at night. It might even be the place in the world that stays up the latest.
There is a whole society of night shift people out there. You just don’t see us because we are out and about while you’re catching ZZZ’s. I read one stat that said 3.5% of the working people report for work between 6pm and midnight. And that sounds about the right percentage I was thinking about.
So, here’s a toast to my fellow nocturnal night owls. Without us, a lot of stuff doesn’t happen.
When your day ends, ours begins. Photo by Mike Hartley
No more beating around the bush this morning. It’s going to be a great day. And why you ask, because we are alive and we have hope. Notice, I said we. I figure there are some like-minded people trying to share that thought and feeling through their words and actions.
Photo by Mike Hartley
When working in DC I used to do something that threw some people off. Growing up in a somewhat rural area people spoke to each other when passing. That isn’t the case in Washington DC on the workweek in the business/government parts of town from what I experienced for a few decades.
On my walks from the parking garage a few blocks away from the building I’d always make a point to be smiling and passing along a greeting if someone made eye contact or maybe a positive node. Even the occasional “everyone’s looking good today” which usually evoked some smiles when I would say it waiting for the light to change so we could cross the street together. Sometimes I’d even notice a little extra spring in their steps.
I would always greet our security guards coming and going. I think it’s rude to just walk past people like they are some kind of machine. Especially when their job is to help ensure your safety.
Getting a smile back was a nice reward. Or just a nod was cool.
What amazed me was that co-workers would ignore the cleaning crew when I worked evenings. People wouldn’t acknowledge them as they kept their work areas clean. I always made a point to greet them and thank them.
Going into the parking garage I’d always slow to wave to the attendant on duty and say good morning as I came up the stairs by his station.
What was and still is appalling and I’m guilty of it myself now. Ignoring the homeless like they don’t exist. I was much better when I worked nights and would acknowledge all of them on my walks at lunchtime. Even bringing extra food for a buck or two for some of the nice regulars. Maybe they were easier to see at night because they weren’t being ignored by hundreds of people walking by every few minutes.
So that is my point this morning. I’m going to try to get back to my old friendly smiling self and share the hope.
What’s your biggest dream? – Asks the daily prompt.
Well, my biggest dream already came true. To have a healthy and happy family. That is such a concern when you’re holding your newborn in your arms for the first time. That panic that sets in because you know this isn’t a fair world and that it can be cruel to many.
And now I’m watching my children navigate the world with their children.
Personally, my biggest dream at this stage of life is to create images, words, drawings and paintings that I’m proud of and people enjoy. And to see some of those reactions.
Amateur photographer (me) photographing what appears to be professional photographer in green. I hope I don’t have to grow a gut to become a professional photographer. Photo by Mike Hartley
Being up early in the day is a pleasure. I love the peacefulness of morning before daybreak.
Howard County MD. Photo by Mike Hartley
I think our county fair starts a week from today. I haven’t been there for the last few years, but I won’t make that mistake this year. It’s one of those throwback events that brings memories of working the announcements and information booth for our local newspaper. And handing out copies of the fair guide which we printed.
But no time like the present to make a good day. I’ve got a few challenges ahead of me today. Some physical ones that I’m a bit apprehensive of, not feeling 100% to start, but we will power through as always.
Stepped outside this morning and about 15 feet from a monster size buck (deer). He snorted and ran off but in the dark, it was a bit startling because I didn’t see him till he made that noise and as he turned to run, he rose up on his back legs, so he looked even more huge.
Random Thoughts of the Morning
Stop discounting moments in your life. Even simple things are special.
One of the best feelings in life is a manual transmission and rear wheel drive.
I have a taste for a bacon and cheese omelet this morning. I know, I should have bacon, but it’s BACON.
There are some chores remaining but easily accomplished in time for some rest. The sun has set on today. A far from perfect day but one with most goals met. And despite feeling progressively worse the team of me, myself and I are spreading out the discomfort and planning for a better day tomorrow.
Sunset on the Chesapeake Bay looking towards Annapolis. Photo by Mike Hartley
Random Thoughts of the Day
I felt lazy and very productive in the same day.
Watching the joy of a close friend share the enjoyment in the story of his 4-year-old grandson waking him up at 6:15am was a pleasure in itself. Almost like you were there.
I’m not what you would call well read. On the other hand, I’m well informed and I read a lot.
That’s it, I’m making an orthopedic appointment. I have a buffet of issues for them to choose from.
Sleeping in feels good some days. And today was one of those days. I was out later than normal last night with friends and that combined with a couple of restless nights before contributed to the need for rest. Didn’t do much for my back but my mind felt fresh again.
It’s FRIDAY again and that means it’s all downstream from here baby. Got to wind up the go-cart again today and put the top down and enjoy a ride today.
Patapsco River. Photo by Mike Hartley
I reminded my working stiff friends last night that it was Early OUT Friday. Especially the one that has to travel across the Chesapeake Bay Bridge. Traffic this weekend will be heavy.
Textures is a project I’m working on now. It feels great to have that printer humming again. Made about 40 8x10s the last day or two. Searching through the archive for images that I feel fit the narrative is also a lot of fun.
The night is packed with chores and finishing up some projects before a little fun this weekend. At least the mowing is done for another week.
Random Thoughts of the Day
I reversed my normal listening routine this morning. I started off with the more aggressive tunes and now I have the mellow stuff working.
It feels good to have grass dominating the yard again instead of weeds. I think I’ve successfully run off the mole that was wreaking havoc.
The amount of money being spent by big money individuals and businesses on the upcoming election will be sickening, disgusting and excessive. Find out who they are spending it all on and vote the other way.
Tailgating bothers me more than most other traffic transgressions. Of course, running past stopped school buses also makes my blood boil.
Ah yet another question from the daily prompt I’m not thrilled with. – If you could have dinner with any fictional character, who would it be?
Okay I think the phrase goes – Ask a stupid question and get a stupid answer. I know this isn’t what they were thinking of when they said fictional character but it’s what popped into my head at the time.
So, I’ll go with the Road Runner. If you noticed in this cartoon the guy always has a smile on his face. He is smart and intuitive and lives life in the fast lane. He likes to shift gears and taunt his opponent and always comes out on top. We could talk speed and handling.
This is probably what I need. Strengthening my core is certainly something that could use some improvement. I remember hula hoops from my youth. This device looked a little different.
Recently I tried a hula hoop at my grandson’s birthday party. I failed after a few attempts which made me think I’ve either lost my coordination or have really poor hip control.
Lake Elkhorn Columbia MD. Photo by Mike Hartley
All of this points to the need to challenge myself a bit more physically and get my muscle tone and coordination working a bit better.
Yesterday I got a good bit of physical activity. A little walking and some strength training at home. Let’s see if I can keep this going again today.
Random Thoughts of the Day
There is a lot to be said for making your own schedule. I’ve noticed some people are troubled by it.
Companies that eliminate work from home are shorting themselves of good people on purpose.
To the kid who passed me on the shoulder on a motorcycle less than a half mile from the Ellicott City police station doing at least 55 in a 35. Dumb shit like that is going to get you killed.
And why are doing a nuclear deal with Saudi Arabia?
What is the best purchase you have ever made? – Feeling like I answered this daily prompt question before but I’m too lazy at 3am to go look if I have so here is a fresh attempt.
That’s an easy one. Any gift we get for the children or grandchildren that brings the best smile and excitement to their faces. Like the annual trip to the beach together. Sometimes our excitement is the best when we think we’ve found the perfect birthday or Christmas gifts.
High on the list of rest of the Best
Our Home.
The John Deere tractor I purchased in 1998 is still running and cutting today. Certainly, the best value. Well, it’s getting a deserved rest and some maintenance before it goes to my son. I just got a new one. I’ll let you know if that was just as good a buy as the previous one in about 20+ years. He might have to finish that review, if I’m cutting grass well into my 80s my wife is going to kill me.
A 1985 Honda Shadow 1100cc motorcycle. My first new bike. My first new vehicle ever. Everything before that was well used transportation. Man was ride that fun. I had to pause and remember twisting the throttle and hanging on for a minute there. Oh yeah. There is no replacement for displacement
This was almost #1 but the best purchases are never for yourself. At least that is what I’m learning over time.
My old therapist. Photo by Mike Hartley
The 2016 Mazda Miata has been the most fun I’ve ever had on 4 wheels. Runner up is my 1974 Camaro.
One of my biggest regrets in my photo history is I lost photos of this car after I modified it. Photo by Mike Hartley
Will the majority find common ground and good leadership in the future and get all our wheels back on the ground at the same time. Just a thought.
Raise your tires if you support car shows. Photo by Mike Hartley
So, I’ll start with myself and make sure I’m well-grounded and listening as well as talking. That’s what we used to do. Then negotiate either in public and or private. I think we’re going to have to set the example from the bottom up instead of top down because that doesn’t seem to be optimally functioning.
An example of the effort I’ve been talking to a very old friend, a very special old friend. One I’ve called a best friend for many years. But one thing I never suspected separated us like it has done to many families and friendships. We are taking it slowly and just talking about a few old interest that we shared and enjoy. Maybe an old reference to a story or fun days in the past.
We haven’t gotten to the politics and that is fine because that was never part of our relationship before Trump. He probably never knew I voted every chance I got. My reasoning for that is he wasn’t active in elections before.
And I’m not foolish enough to believe that I could or would want to talk to people who aren’t willing to listen themselves. I’d like to get back to addressing issues instead of personal attacks on each other. I’d like to hear ideas instead of rhetoric. Maybe each one of us can do our part.
Spending some time in a horizontal position is what my back needed. I was hurting around 6pm last night so I laid down and was going to rest for an hour. Well, 6 hours later I wake and find the lower back relaxed as this snake below. What a great surprise, I’m just hoping it’s not temporary.
Looks like a busy day ahead with 16 items on the ToDo list and another 20 on my Hobby list. I guess that is why I’m never at a loss for what to do. I just consult my list. And I have tons of them. I used to keep most of them between my ears, now I have to write them down.
Sand and Snake. Photo by Mike Hartley
Since I took my Maryland Eastern Shore Exhibit down, I’ve been torn on what to replace that with. So, I started running across a few photos I liked and started the presses. That would be the Canon Pro-100 printer.
Early this morning I was making prints for a series on Textures and found this shot that I hadn’t used here. It feels strange being in a good mood, working on things that make me happy and at the same time the country may be facing a great crisis.
It’s a difficult thing to reconcile each day. But one must keep their sanity so I’ll march on again today.
Random Thoughts of the Day
Having doubts is okay. Dwelling on them isn’t.
The further west I go in this state the better the drivers are.
I’m getting very near my target weight.
There is a good stretch of weather coming that I hope to take full advantage of.
The daily prompt asks – What’s the funniest misunderstanding you’ve ever been a part of?
The older I get the more misunderstandings happen mainly because of people’s hearing issues. Both my wife and my best friend have hearing loss, and this creates some regular miscommunication and some very funny times.
I don’t remember this phase in my early years but it’s one I use often now when I get an answer that is totally unrelated to the question or statement I made. And that is “What do you think I said”
Mine hearing is still pretty good but not perfect especially when people are talking to me from other rooms.
In order not to embarrass any family members or friends here I’ll use one blunder that I made recently. My family was over and they were in the living room. My son yelled out, dad, do you get dryness in your beard? I said yes but I thought he said do you get dryness in your ear. He goes what do you use and I said a wet Q-Tip.
Well, I hear silence and then this laughter from the other room breaks out and I asked what was going on and then he clarified the question.
Now ladies, no more wheelies on the boardwalk, do you understand me?
Got out and put the top down before daylight and went for a ride. I was hoping to catch a sunrise, but the rains are on their way this morning, so it was pretty muted. It was warm and sticky. That’s what 100% humidity is when it’s not raining. You feel like it is, but nothing is falling from the sky yet.
Shipping under the Chesapeake Bay Bridge going into the Port of Baltimore. Photo by Mike Hartley
The few morning chores are complete and I’m going to get some lunch and then work on my hobbies the rest of the day and evening. Maybe an opportunity to photograph some bad weather this afternoon.
If I were a betting man, I’d say there is a better than average chance we are going to lose power later so if I’m absent the rest of the day you will have at least one suspect. And as always, thanks to the linemen out there after the storms restoring normalcy.
Random Music Thoughts of the Day
Geddy, Alex and Neil had the most incredible timing between them.
Simple Man is a great song.
Which version of Come Together – Beatles – Aerosmith – Godsmack
The daily prompt wants to know – What app eats up the most of your screen time – and do you even feel bad about it?
I guess I’m old school. I use the phone for phone calls and text. Those eat up most of my screen time. The news app is probably the most after that and no I don’t feel bad about it. My goal is to keep the time on that device to under an hour a day. And I stay pretty close to that.
It is my belief that those devices are not good for people in a lot of cases. Yes, they can be very helpful and there are wonderful apps that make life better for people, but most people go down the rabbit hole with those devices and rarely look up.
Look away from the phone and love your pet. Photo by Mike Hartley
Do you wonder if you’ll leave any visible tracks in life. I didn’t think about it much going through life, but after living almost 7 decades it’s a thought that crossed my mind.
What memories will I leave behind? What will become of all the work I’ve produced in my hobbies? What books will my kids keep if any? Will one of them take my father’s desk which became my desk.
So far, the only thing I’ve done is start a list of what was important to me and significance. It’s far from complete.
Who cares, I’m too busy living, creating and having fun. Speaking of which, let me go charge the camera batteries and knock out a few chores so I can hit the road. Maybe the tires will leave a few tracks today.
The daily prompt is asking – What’s a movie or book that inspired you to travel?
To be honest I can’t think of a book or movie that inspired travel. Sometimes it’s people I know who have been excited about a trip that spurs interest. Occasionally things I see online or on TV trigger thoughts of travel.
Like the scenic railroad show recently showing travel by train through the states. Or some of the commercials for scenic river cruises. But no books or movies. Sorry
Thoughts of travel are interesting to me. Yes, I have desire to see other places. No, I don’t like to travel. I’m not big on flying but I’ll do it. Nothing has been as comfortable as home. Usually, I have to adjust my schedule because if I’m up and about at my normal times, I’m disturbing others.
I leave behind a lot of things I like to do regularly at home, like some of my hobbies and my car. Luckily, I can travel with cameras easily still. In a lot of ways, it’s quite disruptive to my normal routine. I guess I’m more of a creature of habit and knowns.
I like easy trips. Like our venture to New York City earlier this year. A 3-hour train ride, hotel within a short walk, direct to our destination and then sightseeing. We didn’t set timelines or a stuffed itinerary; we did as much as we could each day and enjoyed the hell out of it. Stayed for 3 nights and 4 days with great weather and that was perfect trip.
Picking the right season to go in also. For the first time in our history, we took a winter vacation to a warmer climate. We went to Lauderdale by the Sea in Florida for 4-5 days. Again, great weather and easy days and nights made for a great time. I remember what one of our Uber drivers said. “You picked the perfect time of year to be here. It’s horrible in summer and surrounding months.”
I love to drive but I’m not into driving in unfamiliar places and even though I’d dealt with city traffic and high-speed interstates and everything in between I had no desire to drive into NYC. Now I have thought about renting a car from Miami and driving down to the Keys. I hear that is a nice ride and scenic.
My better half would like to travel a bit more. My daughter and her take short trips together. We might do a larger and longer trip in the future but nothing major is planned now. We would still like to get to Charleston SC. And the trip to NYC showed us there is a lot more to see there so another venture will be planned.
Maybe when I do a little more traveling the bug will bite me and I’ll be off more often.
This was one busy Sunday. A fun day, but one thing to the next all day long. I did get so see my daughter and granddaughter so that was special. Had a very nice breakfast and knocked out several chores.
I have some tools to store before dark.
Sorry to say but more service members have perished in the war with Iran. I believe the total is 17 now. Ironic, I was editing some old folders and came across some images from Arlington National Cemetery as I was listening to some news.
Photo by Mike Hartley
It seemed like an appropriate time to use them.
Photo by Mike Hartley
We ask so much of so few.
Photo by Mike Hartley
My condolences to the families and friends of the fallen.
The month of July is going by so fast for me that I can’t believe we are past mid-month already. Another busy day ahead so getting an early start is key. Got some cleanup from those storms that rolled through yesterday and the yard needs cutting.
It always feels good when I put the hammock outside again after a storm which I just did. That means it’s going to be a nice day and if I get lucky, I might lay in it for a few minutes.
I’m guessing lots of car shows were cancelled or postponed yesterday. So today I hope to see some of you out sporting your clean ride as I take a cruise for a few minutes sometime between chores.
When I got out of the shower this morning, I looked in the mirror and the song, A Touch of Grey by the Grateful Dead came to mind. And then I remembered the chorus.
I will get by I will get by I will get by I will survive
Random Thoughts of the Day
When you see a beautiful stretch of weather forecast it’s a good idea to make some plan to be out in it.
Sometimes instrumental songs still speak to me.
Ants are industrial little suckers.
When you get older, the days you don’t think or give a crap about your age are nice.
Woke this morning to discover some light rain snuck in while I was catching 4 hours sleep. I just finished wiping down the car and throwing the cover on it. No car show, even though the rain stopped. Even though the rain will probably hold off till this afternoon, the roads are still wet and that means DIRT. The mortal enemy of car enthusiast. That is the weather around here. Spotty and inconsistent. We sometimes take our chances but today isn’t one of them.
Such is life. I think the saying goes “into every life, a little rain must fall.” But I won’t let that deter me today.
In Texas they have way too much water and flooding. On the other hand, Lake Meade is at critically low levels. And here we are at war, each side bombing desalination plants in the Gulf region taking away water for people.
Not sure why my focus was on water except for the unexpected shower this morning. I’ll look out at the rain this afternoon with calm and anticipation of having my feet in the water later this summer.
But right now, it’s time for some water in the shower.
Random Thoughts of the Day
Isn’t it wonderful how music can inspire so many different emotions in people.
Bacon, it’s good on everything. Current tip = Replace lettuce with more bacon.
It’s no use trying to figure out what some people are doing or thinking when they don’t know what they are doing or think.
Which outdated technology do you miss the most, and why? – Another tech question. No problem.
I miss a lot of older technology.
A good turntable for albums seemed like part of enjoying the music. Taking care of the vinyl records. It was part of the listening experience.
I love digital photography now. But I do have warm feelings of darkrooms and chemicals.
I miss the video game Pong. It was the only technology of the day that worked back then.
8 track tapes. Keeping them moving at the right speed was an artform. Folded matchbooks and other small wedges to keep the tape in place. And later, pencils to go with cassette tapes that got unruly.
Black and white TVs with rabbit ears. Only 3 channels and no clicker to change channels. Didn’t cost a thing. No cable bill, no streaming bill, no internet bill.
Paper maps. Once you figured out the route you remembered it and committed it to permanent memory.
Speaking of memory, I used to like remembering the hundreds of phone numbers between my ears.
It’s not gone yet but future generations will never have the pleasure of driving a manual gearbox. I pity them. It’s one of the great joys of driving.
I should go back and take a shot this afternoon from the same spot. It would be a good contrast to the image below with that smokey haze out there today. If I go out, I will get it, but it was super uncomfortable this morning going to the hardware store and it’s getting worse.
A quick walk on Tuesday before a dental appointment gave me the opportunity to get this great sky below. This building is about 100 feet from my old dentist’s office. He retired and I’m on my second one in as number of years. I think I’ll stay with this one. More comfortable there.
Ellicott City at the corner of Main Street and Ellicott Mills Drive. Photo by Mike Hartley
Watched the news at noon and they recommended everyone stay in. It seems it’s at the unhealthiest air quality outside. To the point they were recommending masks. So, unless a breeze comes along and clears things up a bit I’m staying in.
Just turned on some classic music from my youth. Life is good.
Random Thoughts of the Day
I like the lyrics to The Who’s song “Join Together.”
Heat, humidity and smoke. At least it’s not earthquakes, floods, hurricanes, fires or sandstorms.
There is a ripple in the force. The weekend must be upon us. I don’t feel it because every day is a weekend. But the vibe from so many others is contagious.
One of my more productive weeks despite many appointments and not feeling my best.
Sometimes a little bit of good news or a little voice can save you.
Too early for the sun to be up so I’ll provide a little brightness to start the day. Some soreness woke me up early, so I decided to get out of bed and do some work. Not a bad thing because I love the work I do now. Well, I could do with a little less physical yard work but that keeps me in shape.
The work on my hobbies is gratifying. I look forward to it every day. The chance to create something I like and maybe some others would enjoy.
Photo by Mike Hartley
This weekend we’re providing some pet-sitting services. Nature is going to provide us with some rain on Saturday. I’m going to do some providing for my mind today. So let me get to work on that and prepare for the real sunrise. Have a good morning all.
The daily prompt wants to know – What is the best excuse you have heard lately?
The one I gave my friend last night when I said my mouth hurts from the dentist appointment yesterday afternoon and I was staying home. It was honest and to the point.
On the other hand, I didn’t listen to the liar last night trying to find excuses on why he lost an election that he can’t admit he lost. A sorry excuse for a human being.
One of the better excuses I heard while managing people was a call that came in early one morning stating that he was going to be late. When I asked what time, he thought he could make it he said, “Well, I’m in jail and I have to see a judge so I’m not really sure.”
I’m trying to find an excuse not to cut the grass later today. The smoke from the wildfires in the air would be a good one. It’s going to feel like the upper 90s today would also qualify as a good excuse.
But when I think of excuses I think back to my very early days at work when managers were direct. So, when I gave an excuse for being late, he spoke and said, “excuses are like a**holes, everyone got one, and you just used yours, so don’t be late again.” And from then on, I’ve been early to work and rarely sick.
No thank you, I’m scared of heights. Photo by Mike Hartley
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 wasn’t happy with the other images I shot this week. I did like these two though. I couldn’t resist saying – Have a Peach of a Day.
Photos by Mike Hartley
So, I pulled a few red doors from the town of St Michaels from the vault.
Photo by Mike Hartley
I’ve been wanting to shoot a lot of church doors in this area. I better get moving on that idea.
I would be the kid going in one side and out the other. Photo by Mike Hartley
Sometimes I catch the right light.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Below we have the corner of Locust Street and Carpenter Street. And as the sign below says – “Hells Crossing.” Looks rather peaceful though.
It’s still a novelty to me, each morning thinking of all the people going off to work. And I get to be at home setting my own schedule. Well, mostly my own schedule. I would never have scheduled a dentist’s appointment for my first crown if it was all my choice.
The afternoon could be filled with the smokey haze from wildfires. Photo by Mike Hartley
I got an early start and was outside at daylight working in the yard. Stopped that activity because the feel like temp is almost 100 and it’s 10am.
Despite this I will venture out for some photos today. I’ve got to gas up both cars and finish some caulking later. Down to my last two tubes of that. Hope that is enough to finish.
Hopefully I’ll get a chance to work on a few carving and painting projects also.
Random Thoughts of the Day
I can see clearly now that I’ve cleaned my glasses.
It feels good to be utilizing my printer again.
If I’m a little warm inside during the summer, even with the AC on, I just step outside and then the inside feels so much better.
I think the phrase “the good old days” will be more prevalent in the future. But it will be speaking about recent years, not the far past.
Nope, not going to watch or listen to lies later today.
Our family spent last evening before sunset doing family photos with a professional photographer. It was a gift from our children to us. A special one indeed, especially for me because I’m usually behind the camera. I’m in very few photos because I’m usually taking photos which is my passion. One that I’m still perfecting so I have no issue with the amateur status.
The children were wonderful. The parents were happy and my better half had some beautiful smiles, so I know this was special for her. It was so strange looking forward to a lens for me though. Being conscious of smiling when I’m normally smiling while the camera is to my eye.
I can’t wait to see the shoot and try to edit out our favorites for prints. I’ve watched other photographers like the one below working with family. I’ve tried to pick up some of their techniques and what where they shoot. And I picked up several things from this event.
But this was a strange experience, and I hope I had the relaxed look this guy had with his children.
Do you think we’re shaped more by our experiences or by who we are? – now there is a good question from the daily prompt.
I think that our experiences really shape who we are from a very young age and throughout life. That’s my personal take on it. Events in my life shaped a lot of who I am. Values and respect were things my mom taught me early and I still carry with me today.
Early experiences in life almost cost me dearly. Not to be repeated and again make up how I proceed today. There were also painful experiences early on which changed me.
There are exceptions. There are certain points in life where something within us might rise and shine. There is an innate ability in us all to know right from wrong. Most of us have an innate sense of compassion.
Those things within us are drawn out or suppressed by our experiences and teachings I’m guessing. I don’t have degrees studying the human mind. Just going by what I’ve seen over the decades.
Experiences shaped my decision-making process. Becoming a father and grandfather changed my life and who I am.
I’m shaped by genetics. I am who I am by my experiences.
Landing in a good spot in life is a very fortunate thing. So many are thrust into unfortunate situations. Watching children being raised in a stable environment is so comforting to observe.
Photo by Mike Hartley
I’m no expert but I feel the pressures on families now are greater than when my generation raised families in the 80s and 90s. While many challenges are the same. Childcare is costly and almost takes away the incentive for both to work. We tried something that wasn’t ideal but work where we worked different shifts for several years. That has downsides also and it’s not for everyone. And not available for every career path.
Also there seems to be far more financial pressure on the middle and lower income now. Jobs are probably in the most difficult to predict where the future skills and opportunities will specifically lay. Even if you’re lucky enough to get retrained in something, it could be an upheaval for many.
Broken families come in many different forms and ways. There can be illness, passings, divorce, or just disfunction. A lot of us have seen the devastating effects of any one of those.
Children are always the unfortunate victims. Some survive fine. Some repress things for decades. Some develop the same traits of disfunction in their own relationships later on. And some lucky ones just don’t have the latest games or clothes in their childhood but are smart enough to know that doesn’t make happiness.
There is no perfect family. There are a lot of people working for it and that is all you can do. Each day you’re reminded it’s going to take an incredible effort and even with that, some things go wrong. Things you might not have control over like health of a family member.
Some families will fracture and splinter. Some elements will float like a solar system and make infrequent appearances. All will have different lives and experiences. Some will want regular hugs and handshakes. Some will want to be held at arms distance. Some will put great distances between you and their voice is what you get. And unfortunately, some will disappear.
Sometimes that is better for the rest of the family. And the remaining family members continue to pull strength from each other.
Time doesn’t heal all, but I have seen time help families mend. And that is a pretty good thing to witness.
A good family never stops being a good family. Even in the tough times. Especially in the tough times.
It’s hot and dry outside and I doubt we see any drops on the flowers till the weekend. An image like this makes me think of the word relief. I dodge raindrops now, but I didn’t when I was younger. I think I’ll see how it feels again.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Random Thoughts of the Day
Wildlife is really taking a toll on the gardens this year.
The trauma we put our young children through because we won’t deal with some of society’s problems is embarrassing.
This will be a good night to be outside.
Water might become an issue like fuel cost in the future for some parts of the world. Including the US
Such highs and lows. For some too much.
There is a possibility that fruits and vegetables could be spreading this cyclosporiasis. No problem here, I can avoid those and still be very happy.
If you had to be an animal for a week, which one would you be and why? – I’ve really got to start coming up with some alternative questions I can use when I don’t like the daily prompt.
I think I’d like to be a Cheetah. I’d like to feel like being fast again. I used to be fairly quick in my younger days and to feel that speed again in my legs would be nice. Also, cats rest so easily and nicely, and I could use some good rest.
Off to the dentist today. One of my least favorite things to do. Not that I’ve had many problems in the past, but age has apparently caught up with me and I’m probably going to discover the crown process. I think just x-rays and exam today, but who knows, they might just start work. My guess is it will be scheduled later.
My tips for good teeth. Drink milk each day. Brush well each day. Don’t smoke. See the dentist.
The teeth in this grill need a little work. Photo by Mike Hartley
It’s that time of year when the prime driving time is before and just after sunrise or just before and any time after sunset. With the temps hitting triple digits again this week I can tell you from experience that riding with the top down in that weather isn’t the most comfortable thing even when moving. When stopped, it’s completely unacceptable.
So, these 70- and 80-degree nights are prime time cruising. And I hope to take advantage of a few of them.
Random Thoughts of the Day
It’s not too late to change the world, but it’s getting closer.
I like meeting nice people. Thankfully there are more of them than not.
The next 6-12 months are going to take an incredible amount of courage from a lot of people.
The feeling of a clean car is nice. Especially when you did the detailing yourself.
Don’t you miss the days when bands could get a stadium full of people’s hands in the air clapping at the same time. Won’t happen again with those damn phones.
Do you ever think about all the things we take for granted that could so easily be taken away?
What’s a piece of technology you’re convinced will exist in 20 years? – Now there is an interesting question from the daily prompt.
Well, if I’m around, in 20 years, I hope to have my Miata still running. That means I might have one of the last manual transmission cars on the road.
Some say the pace of change with technology is going to dwarf any past periods. So, the next 20 years could bring about great change. But being old school, I’m going with an old school technology because I for one have no idea where this technological madness is taking us.
So, my answer is a Bicycle
I was going to say a hammer a chisel, because it’s always possible that we might just bomb each other back into the stone age.
Beach and Bikes go together. Photo by Mike Hartley
Not sure exactly why but I’m feeling fortunate today. Even though things aren’t perfect, it’s okay, they rarely are for anyone. Any day that we are all in good health is a win.
Filled to the brim. Photo by Mike Hartley
Maybe, just maybe this is the week I capture that special image. Or capture a series of great brush strokes. Or maybe just admire the carving I finish flipping it over and over in my hands.
Maybe I’ll string some words together that make a difference. Or that snowball will taste extra special on a really hot day this week.
Whatever is in store, I think I’m going to make it a special week. So let me get to work at all of it.
Random Thoughts of the Day
The important test in life is not in school.
I see opportunities galore this week.
If you like heat this is our week.
I see a pleasure drive in my future today.
A government of lies is upon us. Vote out the Nazi’s.
Peace seems a little further away this morning. Don’t worry, I’m not giving up.
Good day all. Photo by Mike Hartley
I’m feeling at peace this morning. Not a normal feeling for me. The body and mind are relaxed for a change of pace. And while that could change at any moment, I’m going with it.
Maybe it was my grandson’s birthday party yesterday. Seeing children happy is a wonderful gift. Watching them see the world and each other is a joy to watch. I look at their creativity and I’m envious. It was a great day, and I was worn out from entertaining kids. Too many children grow up without the love and support they need.
It could be that this Sunday’s agenda is FREE. Well, some normal yard and home chores, new tags/registration on the car, unclog some more gutters and maybe a trip to the hardware store. And that is a pretty free day so I should be able to get some new images here and there. I’ve charged up 2 of the 3 camera batteries earlier this morning.
I’ve started a few illustrations and hope to get some reading done. I just turned on the printer and will get that rolling shortly because it’s still too early to be making noise outside.
Sundays used to be the day I would dread. They would start around 6 or 7am. Be family/friend orientated during the day and then work the overnight shift and maybe get to bed at 8 am on Monday morning. Now I look forward to Sundays so much because when I get tired now, I can go to sleep.
Are you a lifelong learner? – Asks the daily prompt.
You bet I’m a lifelong learner. For if you’re not, life can be very difficult and short.
Learning is a lot more than books and school knowledge. Even though those are good foundations. Learning about people and your environment is important also.
Learning is fun whatever way you do it. It makes life easier and helps you understand why some things are the way they are. And discover new ways and techniques to live and get by.
I’ve slowed down a bit in my learning in ways. Being retired I no longer keep up with technology like I used to but I’m using that space with my arts and learning there.
Learning by doing is what works best for me in a lot of cases.
I’ve made mistakes thinking I know everything at points in my life. Thankfully those times are long behind me in most cases. But as I get older, I feel I fall back into that trap sometimes, either out of laziness or overconfidence.
A recent example is the new tractor I just got. I’ve been driving them for decades. Doing maintenance on them and usually making them last. Already did my first cut without the manual being opened. Just a review of controls when it was delivered. I could easily be over-confident but I’m going to RTFM as I used to extort to my co-workers when I was helping them first and then directing them to the information.
Learning opportunities are all around us each day. Take advantage of them and hit a new level.
The daily prompt wants to know – What’s one habit that has improved your life the most?
Getting an early start to the day. That has served me well as I feel I get an advantage by getting a jump on the day. Most days I’m up before sunrise.
I was going to say the number of hours I’m able to stay awake. But I believe that might have had some long-term effects on my health in a negative way, so I won’t toute that as a positive habit.
Are you ready to take advantage of another great day? Photo by Mike Hartley
Sometimes fog before daylight is a photographer’s friend.
Centennial Park. Photo by Mike Hartley
I’ve been feeling a bit in a fog myself. I think it’s been this off and on rain for days. It could be the feeling of being a little overwhelmed at times. Maybe the uncertainty of doctor and dentist appointments. The always present and pressing financial decisions.
I don’t want to be one of those one in four Americans strapped or bankrupted by healthcare bills. I hope we can escape that fate.
Daybreak at Centennial Park. Photo by Mike Hartley
I’ve got to clear my head and get busy again. I let Thursday get away from me and the coming days are packed. Of course, that flies in the face of my doctor’s suggestion to increase the number of hours I sleep. Doctors make a lot of suggestions. Most I listen to, but sleep hasn’t been one of them.
The wetness is supposed to subside today but it’s summer in the mid-Atlantic so it can rain at any time. Regardless I’m pulling the cover off the car and taking a ride later.
Oh, one other highlight of the morning. My new tractor was delivered and now I’ve cut the yard the first time with it and what a pleasure. Both reduced time on it and a better-looking cut.
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 didn’t get out and shoot doors this week so pulling from the vault again. And the vault is looking a little thin, so I had better get my behind in gear for next week.
Doors to a restaurant in National Harbor. Photo by Mike Hartley
I’ll be searching out a small town for next week’s shoot.
Doors to a distilling company on the eastern shore of Maryland. One of the top party spots also. Photo by Mike Hartley
What’s a chapter of your life you’d title “The Hard Years”— and what got you through it? – Asks the daily writing prompt.
I’ve had a lot of challenges throughout my life. Physical, mental, professional and personal. So, it’s hard to pick a set of years. But I’ll qualify that by saying that I’m thankful for every one of those years. You learn a lot about yourself and others during hard times.
Also, I’d like to say my hard times don’t hold up to people who really experience real hard times. I’ve been hungry but never starving for one example.
I’ve had cancer a few times. After a couple of different surgeries, I needed radiation for a few months after the last one. I would sit across from this little girl in the waiting room who had a tree full of bags of meds on wheels she would take with her as she went into her room for treatment. She had no hair and looked thin. But she sat up straight, had the most beautiful smile and spirit with her mother by her side. I’m thankful for her reminder that I wasn’t having a hard time.
There were times when jobs overwhelmed me. In the sheer number of hours and mental/physical effort over long stretches of years. I think my refusal to fail got me through those times.
If you’re married or in a long-term relationship there are hard times, but you shouldn’t have hard years.
Raising children can certainly be a challenge and a very hard one for many years but it’s the most rewarding thing you can do.
I’ve experienced painful losses in our family early on at times. Those were very difficult years but there was hope, to get us through.
I’m a senior now and I feel the hard years are ahead of me. The time that you start losing those lifelong friends and family members. People that are important to you, loved and have a lot of shared history. The ones that will leave holes in you. Those thoughts scare me the most. And I don’t know how I will get through those most difficult times.
Maybe I’ll remember the phrase a US Marine I worked with would say. “Improvise, Adapt, Overcome.”
Just a few shots below from a while back on a sunny morning. The small town of Ellicott City is one I love to shoot in. It feels like home.
Along Main Street. Photo by Mike Hartley
Had a great meal at LeeLynn’s with my daughter yesterday. It was so nice just to catch up together without other family or children around. Not that I don’t love that, it’s just taken over most of the time we have together. So those one on ones are special. And we are planning to make it a more regular thing.
Which I like because there are some things I’d like to share with her and my son as I get older.
It’s easy to get to, just a right turn before the B&O railroad museum. Ops, that’s by train. A few trains still pass through here. Photo by Mike Hartley
Maybe I’ll head back out after the rains today for some night shooting in this sleepy little place.
I’m drawn to this town for several reasons. It’s close by. It’s scenic. It has water running through and around it. The train goes through town. It has museums. Locals are friendly. As are most who visit. Several good places to eat.
Got married in this town. Worked in this town. Walked with friends and family in this town. And now the HoCo Arts Council has moved to the old Circuit Court building, so I’ll be going there to check out local artists regularly.
Random Thoughts of the Day
So many young kids now don’t know the sounds of bells coming down the street mean the Ice Cream truck was on its way.
I made a decision and I have a new tractor on the way. This should save me time and energy. I think cutting the yard with that little push mower one more time might have killed it.
Sometimes when I’m exhausted, I’m really at peace with myself. Like last night.
I figured out why my back hurts. We used to have to get up to change the channel.
So were back at war again. This is something that will span into the next administration because of one idiot.
The daily prompt wants to know – What’s a book you think deserves a sequel?
I don’t know about a book that needs a sequel, but I do know a life that needs one. My dad passed 60 years ago today. That means we had a very short time together. I need a sequel to learn more about him. To know him. To love him again.
You don’t have many chances at life. Some very few. Don’t waste them.
Dad showing me the proper grip on a football a month before he died. Photo by Shirley Hartley
This was a nice sculpture I saw at the National Harbor. I love the strength it projects. And what I wouldn’t give to see some blue sky today. This ugly weather pattern is getting depressing.
I wish it was easier for me to work in 3D. Probably because I don’t practice it enough. Even though I’ve picked up productivity in other areas, this one has been slow. I did some sanding on a dolphin I’m making for my granddaughter. That and a project for my son I should finish this month.
Created by Albert Paley in 2008, it features two massive stainless steel eagle sculptures perched atop 60-foot poles. Each eagle weighs 4,500 pounds and boasts a 14-foot wingspan.Photo by Mike Hartley
I crashed early last night so I woke at midnight. The headphones are on I’m editing some shooting from the holiday weekend and uploading that to the photo sight. Also did some writing so it’s been a productive morning.
The mission has started for the second half of the year. Changing mindset and schedule. I started a transition in June and I’m off to a good start in July.
Less time on the phone and in front of the idiot box (TV). More exercise. More reading.
Trying to upload new images each day to the photo site.
Get in my workroom every day.
Photograph each day.
Make a few display prints each day.
Paint or draw each day. (a slack start on this but I have put in a little time)
Try to keep my office clean. (a losing battle)
Random Thoughts of the Day
Will the majority start pulling in the same direction again?
Music is JOYOUS and Inspirational. But there are a few songs that cause me to pause and shed a tear.
Trump is a national embarrassment and a stain on our history. The unfortunate thing is he isn’t done yet.
I’d like to get my hands on the throat of the people who make these automated phone systems for businesses.
I’ve noticed I get a little edgy when I don’t get to drive my fun machine for a few days.
Today I pull the trigger on the new mower purchase.
I bet people watching me trying to get out of my Miata think I may have had a drink or two as I kind of roll out of it.
This looks like something I’d like to take a ride on. I like both the National Harbor and Old Town Alexandria.
The Alexandria to National Harbor Water Taxi. Photo by Mike Hartley
Busy morning with an early health appointment and catching up on some correspondence.
The afternoon is what I can make of it and that is a nice feeling. The captain of the ship. My better half is with friends and as one of my shirts says, “In my defense, I was left Unsupervised.”
I’ll do my best to stay out of trouble. And not get pinched.
Get a grip buddy. Photo by Mike Hartley
I think I’ll get out and hope for the sun to make an appearance and be ready with my camera.
If you could live anywhere in the world, where would it be? – I bet a lot of people like this question from the daily prompt. I wonder what percentage of people live right now, where they want to live, if they had this choice.
I live right where I want to be at this moment in my life. To live further away from my children and grandchildren would be unacceptable for us.
I’ve always thought about living at the beach. Maybe Bethany Beach Delaware or Fenwick Island. Even though that desire is strong it’s not going to happen because I’m loving watching my grandchildren grow and being here if my children need help. Now once they are grown, and if I’m blessed with a long life, I might think strongly about that move but at that age it would probably be too disruptive.
So, like the couple below we will visit the beach often as possible and dream about a home there. But also smile on the way home because we get to hold and play with those little bundles of joy.
Being observant is a good skill to have. Being aware of your surroundings. As a wanna be photographer my eyes are always on a swivel. While this guy is hunting for a good fish. I’m fishing for a good shot.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Besides shooting a colorful bug this morning I haven’t lifted the camera to my eye. I should try to get some images this evening, but my energy is low. At the same time, I’m trying to work harder on my passions.
Being I work alone I should make self-evaluations a more regular part of my work cycle. I’m thinking that might help me improve my consistency at least and maybe even get me to another level.
Random Thoughts of the Day
Sports used to be inspiring. Gambling has turned me off of watching it like I used to.
The amount of AI that is already being used in businesses phone systems has already pissed me off.
The only ones that will turn things around are the ones that you see in the mirror each morning.
Okay, I’m tired of the rain.
I hear thunder, let me post this before my power goes out again.
The nice thing about Mondays in retirement is that I get to choose the agenda and schedule for the day. But many important decisions await. And I have a little more flexibility that my better half and daughter are spending some time together, so more hours are available for my hobbies.
No sun this day, just clouds. Photo by Mike Hartley
The first decision I need to make is whether to attend the monthly meeting of the Maryland Miata Club at 5:30pm when the rain is supposed to start. Now given this is Maryland that forecast is only 9 hours from now the chance of it being right is 50/50. So, if I go and it rains, I’ve got to clean my car again. If I don’t go and keep the cover on and it doesn’t rain, I’ve missed an event I like.
But remember this is a car club. And most car guys don’t bring their rides out in the rain. Oh yeah, while checking my mail and Facebook on the other computer I see the leader has postponed the meeting to the following Monday. Decision averted.
Next is a decision I can’t avert or delay. Deciding on where to purchase the new lawn tractor. I’ve contacted both local dealers and hoping they will respond today after the holiday weekend.
It’s not the best day for photography but then again there is never a bad day for photography. I just like sunlight and that is obscured by clouds so far.
Well one dealership has responded nicely and promptly, and the other hasn’t so I’ll visit the one who did respond this afternoon.
Random Thoughts of the Day
The good thing about the clouds and cooler temps. The A/C doesn’t run all day long.
Making a good life is key. But not at the sacrifice of others or our planet.
You know what I’m starting to hate. Every medical appointment I have this time-consuming questionnaire to fill out.
Staying well informed takes a lot more work than most people are willing to do.
I have to get the 28-foot ladder out. And it only clears the gutter by about 6 inches. Not a fan of being that high on a ladder.
There is no substitute for the sun. But being its AWOL this morning here in central Maryland, I’ll try to provide some inspiration.
Photo by Mike Hartley
There is no substitute for good health. I kind of started to take getting out of bed each morning for granted. I used to pause a bit and be more thankful. I’ve got to get back to that feeling to start the day.
There is no substitute for exercise. Another thing I’m not doing enough of.
Anyone who tries to substitute turkey bacon for real bacon should be arrested and tried for fraud.
People try to substitute a lot of things in place of love.
My basement is a substitute for an art studio.
Substituting one addiction with another usually isn’t a wise move. But I guess it’s better than adding one on top of another.
Sometimes against better judgement, I hit the publish button anyway.
