This coming weekend is Ocean City Jeep Week 2026. It will be held from Thursday, August 27, through Sunday, August 30, 2026. The Facebook page says it was founded in 2010. It’s something I’ve thought about attending because it brings huge throngs of people and their jeeps to the beach. That is a rolling parade on the sands that is cool to watch.
Memories of an old trip in a CJ4 with a neighborhood friend to Ocean City in my youth came back as I was getting a photo for this post. Jeff’s Jeep was a fine piece of work. He had dropped a V8 in it and it was loud. We rode down with it completely open. Unfortunately, Jeff was rather fair skinned, and he got a terrible sunburn that first day. Jeff was a good man and a good friend who passed too young.
A row of Jeeps from the Turf Valley car show. Photo by Mike Hartley
I see nothing but sun in the forecast so get out and have some fun and take those tops and doors off.
Random Thoughts of the Morning
I bet a lot of young people can’t relate to the death of Dolly Parton as something that is a significant loss. And I’m not a country music fan. I am a fan of good songwriting, of people who are giving of themselves, who better the world and those around them.
Sometimes the best times are the simplest.
Keeping your weight in a healthy range takes work. At least it does for me.
My granddaughter wants pancakes again for breakfast so let me get to that job.
Which fictional world would be the most fun to vacation in? – Asks the daily prompt.
Truth be told I couldn’t name 5 fictional worlds. So, I’ll go with what’s familiar to me when my kids were you. My wife wouldn’t let the kids watch The Simpsons. I used to bring the old B&W TV into the kitchen on Monday nights when she worked evenings, and we would watch The Simpsons and laugh. So, I guess Springfield would be the first.
The only other fictional world I can remember is Naboo from Star Wars.
I’ll be watching 3 grandkids today maybe I’ll visit Bikini Bottom from SpongeBob SquarePants.
Sorry for the lame answers, just not much of a fiction fan.
Kids like Chocolate Chip pancakes. I like Chocolate Chip pancakes. At least it put a smile on me, and my granddaughters face this morning.
Found what I think is a Painted Lady butterfly.
Not seeing as many butterflies this season. Photo by Mike Hartley
Our son texted us this morning and asked us to watch the baby while he and his better half take their son to the first day of preschool. They get to stay the first hour. We had maybe 2-3 minutes before we were supposed to leave them when I dropped him off that first day.
He’s already felt several first with his son. This will be another one and it’s painful and proud at the same time. More painful those first few times. But then you see them enjoying learning, making new friends and excited to tell you everything they did and made you and it’s wonderful.
It seems so long ago, I go by that school almost every day and I still see myself walking him in holding hands and leaving him for the first time with a teacher. Gut wrenching to let them go but you have to.
Random Thoughts of the Day
The number of food recalls is going to prompt this country to go on a diet. I wonder if it’s because they fired all the inspectors.
I love the excitement the kids get when I hand them prints of pictures of themselves.
When I see leaves falling in August, I yell NO – Get back on that tree.
I read about two dead in PA due to measles. First in 35 years. Thank you, very little, government vaccine sceptics. May Karma visit you several fold.
Saw these two gentlemen sitting behind their old Camaro’s and it reminded me of an old term I hadn’t heard in a while. A couple of old souls in both chairs and with their hoods up.
Car shows are great. Lots of nice people having a good time. This was from a recent one at Turf Valley MD.
I believe both are 68s. Photo by Mike Hartley
And I can see they have a sense of humor with those years.
In an hour I’ll be entertaining my 7-year-old granddaughter for a good portion of the day. I wish she could transfer some of that endless energy she has to her grandparents. Because I’m tired before starting this day. Couldn’t sleep last night more than a few hours.
It’s going to be a nice day outside so we will probably be out and about a bit. I know she mentioned setting up the splashpad and sprinkler. We went to her neighborhood pool yesterday and she loves the water.
Right now, I have to get the printer hooked up to the other computer so she can select photos from the beach that she wants for her room. Oh crap, I forgot she wanted pancakes for breakfast. I better go and make sure we have the ingredients for them. I know we have the chocolate chips she likes in them.
So let me get up and get ready for the whirlwind to hit the house.
Food Review
We were lucky enough to stop by the Cockeysville location of the Pappas Restaurant this past weekend. I’d been to the Parkville location before and I loved their crabcakes, so I had them again. This is becoming one of my favorite places for crabcakes. Service was great and the stuffed mushrooms were the best I’ve had.
A giant metal sculpture of a blue crab at a vacation home we shared with a friend. Photo by Mike Hartley
Random Thoughts of the Day
Ignoring reality is dangerous.
Note to Canada. We think Trump is an idiot and bad for our relationship.
I’m holding on tight to the last few days of August.
It’s cool enough at night now to fire up the firepit.
Getting that early jump on the day or week is nice. It puts a spring in my step. And this is the week for it because it’s a very busy one filled with many tasks and responsibilities. But one I hope to fill with fun and productivity in my hobbies.
Olympic Diving platform at Montreal Canada. Photo by Mike Hartley
I hope your week is off to a good start. Have a great day.
Most of the school systems in our county included, open for business this morning. And if not, in the coming week or two. This is a whole lot of traffic you haven’t seen this summer. Also, you will have a lot of kids walking to school so please be extra careful.
And jeez, just friggin STOP when the school bus lights are flashing red and big RED STOP SIGNS are out on the side of the bus.
Caution, school season again. And watch out for those walking please. Photo by Mike Hartley
This clock below is 5:30 in the afternoon. It’s the other 5:30 now on the east coast. I love being awake early in the mornings. Truth be told I’ve been up since 3am. Like I said a while back the nocturnal me is returning. I tried to return to the normal sleep times the rest of society seems to observe but I just can’t make it happen.
Photo by Mike Hartley
A wonderful sunny day ahead here in the Mid-Atlantic. A good one to be outside and I will be doing that exact thing. Sunrise will be within the hour.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Just thought I’d share a few images and say good morning to all.
Random Thoughts of the Day
I always tense up and get a shiver when I see the first leaves falling from the trees in late August. And given that cool temp of 57 degrees this morning I shivered again when I stepped outside. Been a while since the temp touched the 50s.
Looking for less stress today and I have a plan to make that happen.
The lack of leadership is getting worse. It’s time we stopped catering to the lowest level of intelligence in this country.
I have a lot of work to do in my office. But it’s a nice day outside?
The daily prompt asks – If you had to get a tattoo right now, what would it be and why?
I have nothing against tattoos, and I like the art some people create on themselves. I also don’t care for them on my body, so I’ve never given it a thought before.
But if I did, I guess I would get something I saw a couple years ago that I liked.
It said – “Shoot First and Ask Questions Later” and then a picture of a camera next to it.
Good old Kodak Film and GE flashbulbs. Photo by Mike Hartley
I’m up to my last task of the day. This one isn’t a fun one, but it must be done. And that is cutting the first 2/3 of the yard. But the day started with my first priority, the local car show put on for Wreaths Across America at Turf Valley. I donationed to that cause as I have in the past because I believe in what they do. Which is honor our fallen service men and women at Christmas time.
Today was the rain date so I don’t think it was as well attended as in the past. Saturday was just too iffy for the show. It was still a fine event. I got there at the start at 8am and many had already showed up and were busy buffing their prized possessions. I only stayed for 90 minutes because it was onto the next task.
I love car shows for a few reasons. I love cars, the styles and designs along with how people personalize them. There are so many details that normal people just pass by and don’t notice. It could be as mild as some ghosted flames or as loud as a massive blower.
Here are a few shots of the hundred or so I snapped.
I like old school
Of course there were a lot of Vette’s there.
Style and Substance
Beep Beep.
One at a time please.
I heard these guys coming miles away.
And the collector of the day goes to this car and his accessories. He had tons of old maps from very old times on the front of it.
Bet most couldn’t figure out how to get these hoods up.
Slippery when wet – Or
Cars weren’t the only ones dressed for the occasion.
A fine start to the day so far. Apart from Trump and his fellow Nazi’s still being in control. Other than that, I’m a happy camper this fine day. Sorry it has been a few posts since making my feelings known on that scumbag.
An early start always feels good to me. Getting out and photographing this morning felt great. I think I’ll make that a daily thing this week.
Of course, some idiot tried to ruin that by passing in a turn lane this morning and almost wrecked the car in front of me. Which reminds me to call the county on the amount of passing on our local road which is a single lane and hilly. So, these passes are being made blindly in the hopes nobody is coming over the hill. Someone is going to die if it continues at this pace.
Random Thoughts of the Day
We are getting screwed by the richest of us.
I’ll never get tired of car shows.
I’m house hunting again. No, not for me, the kids are looking. It does provide some flashbacks to when we were doing it many decades ago.
I have to make time for a cruise today.
You don’t retire; you just change jobs. Like the almost full-time one interfacing with the medical field. Oh yeah, taking care of all the things you can’t afford to hire out. And if you have grandchildren, you’re busier than you were when you worked full time.
In doing some scanning of the news this morning I see WalletHub has done an article on the “Best States to Live In” and I see my home state of Maryland doesn’t fair too well coming in at #35. A long way from #1 which was Idaho.
I was going to argue with it but when I saw the methodology they used, I thought better of it because it was pretty good in my opinion.
I can’t argue with the first ranking in affordability. We came in 38th and rightly so. This is an expensive state.
Economy rank is kind of a puzzling one though. Coming in at 44th out of 50 seems puzzling because things seem very strong around here. But when I look at the factors they use, I can see how it happened. With recent government downsizing I guess our employment issues hurt us. We do have a big wealth gap and taxes are killing us.
Education and Health ranking of #14 is a bit lower than I thought it might be. I thought this state was one of the best in terms of education, and we have some of the best hospitals in the country here. I’m guessing the individual health rankings drove our ranking down because we do have a lot of out of shape people here.
Our ranking of #33 in Quality of Life I highly disagree with. Yes, we have traffic congestion and long commute times. But other than that, the other factors used I thought we would rank much higher. I see one of the factors they used is accessibility to beaches. Well in this state I can be at the beach in a little over two hours and in the mountains skiing (if I did) in two hours also. We have all 4 seasons, and they are beautiful because none are too severe.
The safety rank of #35, I’m not going to argue with. Statistics usually don’t lie. But it is where you live. I’m sure there are good and bad spots in every state.
I know my home state of Maryland isn’t perfect. Far from it. It’s a state of contrast. Mountains and shoreline. Great wealth and great poverty. Great opportunities and great food shortages. Some of the best rated cities in the country and some of the armpits of the earth.
I love it personally. I loved growing up here, but I admit much has changed very fast and made it a very different place. But it’s our home. And as long as my children and grandchildren are here, I will be also.
I’ve thought about a home in Delaware near the shore, specifically Bethany Beach or Fenwick. But that isn’t happening at this stage.
The thing I feel about the state of Maryland is that if we were to apply this to our ranking 25 years ago and 50 years ago, I think we would be much higher which I think indicates that we are going the wrong direction. So, we got some things to figure out, don’t we.
I think we have the best state flag. Photo by Mike Hartley
The daily prompt wants to know – How did you meet your significant other?
We met like people did before technology. We were at a club where live rock bands played. I think it was called the Hollywood Palace at the time. The friend I was with asked her friend to dance and we started talking at the table. In the conversation I found out where she worked and went there and asked her out for a date.
Things seem so different now with technology. But nothing really has changed. People meet one way or another. I guess what is very different is that you have a ton more information about a person when starting off. We had to learn about each other slowly and from what we said to each other and what friends told stories about over a period of time.
Nothing we did back then was recorded or taped. No cell phones for easy communication or internet to find out about someone.
Remember when you had to meet parents the first time?
I think there was a different level of respect for each other.
I guess I got lucky. We are still together and I haven’t had need meet a significant other again.
Saw a praying mantis on my car cover this morning. And then I saw the fly underneath. Adds a little perspective on how big that mantis was. One of the biggest I’ve seen this summer. I got a stick and put him on a more suitable bush.
Boy, was I slack this day. No exercise, no chores completed, a halfhearted attempt at catching a yellow finch in the backyard and a few other random shots. But I still have this evening to salvage the day.
Random Thoughts of the Day
I still have too many drafts of posts started and not completed.
I’m from the generation of where memories are only with the people who were there.
I read that the Mediterranean has a blue crab problem. Send them to Maryland. Either that or send a few Marylanders over with a big stock of Old Bay and teach them how to catch, cook and eat them. Then there won’t be a problem.
Time for some pain. Gas in both cars are low.
Listening to ZZ Top this morning in honor of some deceased band members.
I figure that title will gain some attention. Bacon is one of my favorite things to eat. Yes, I know the health issues and that is why I don’t eat as much as I used to.
But this post isn’t about my love of bacon. It’s about switching my longtime brand favorite to another. I’ve been eating Smithfield bacon for many decades. But I’ve changed to Oscar Meyer because of quality and manufacturing issues with Smithfield. The first thing I started to notice was how poorly the bacon was being cut within the same package.
Next was the consistency and quality of the bacon itself. I’ve had a few packs in the last few years that have tasted different or been for poorly cut sections or trimmed poorly. One thing that always won me over with Smithfield was quality and consistency. Both have suffered and I’ve found another one that doesn’t.
So, I pulled a pack of Oscar Meyer from the fridge, and I grilled that up this morning.
Another observation from the two types. Smithfield always produces 25% more bacon grease than Oscar Meyer.
And the final nail in the coffin of Smithfield this morning was my better half saying, “these tastes really good.”
Does this post have a point? Nope, just loving this wonderful Saturday morning and had a shot of a rhino I hadn’t used yet. But I might discover a point banging away at the keyboard by the end of this post.
This has been a productive week despite being very busy with work and not feeling 100% earlier in the week. I’m guessing the car meet/show I was going to attend this morning is postponed until tomorrow morning given the coming rain.
Get to the point. Photo by Mike Hartley
I didn’t photograph like I wanted this week. Maybe I can make up for it today a bit. Not the best-looking day outside so I’ll try to set up some inside shots.
Random Thoughts of the Day
I liked the randomness of radio play. I found a station I like online called Bay Rock in Baltimore.
The older you get the more you stub your toes.
Oscars in Woodstock is one of my favorite places to eat.
Getting older may be one of the greatest challenges of life yet. Here I thought retirement was going to be a breeze.
George Carlin insights from decades ago still make a lot of sense today.
What’s a cultural tradition from your country that you love? – Asks the daily prompt.
Being very close I’ll start with Labor Day weekend cookouts. The 4th of July weekend fireworks and cookouts also.
Huge meal portions. I know, not real mannerly but I like to EAT also. Oh, we also have free refills here in the states. And speaking of huge meals there is one of our favorites here called Thanksgiving.
I was going to say Freedom but the Nazi who has assumed control here has put that at risk. Diversity in this country is also at risk due to the orange narcissists.
Halloween and the Super Bowl are big and fun events this country started.
One of my favorite holidays is Memorial Day. In honor of fallen in military service. If you have family who have served it’s an important day that many have forgotten the true meaning of which is unfortunate.
Flags for the fallen on Memorial Day weekend at Arlington. 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 took a few too many minutes for fun I guess and didn’t get out for some fresh doors shooting so I had to scan the archive. It’s an odd collection. I know I could have taken a break this week, but I took my vacation weeks from Doors earlier this month, so I’m just getting back on track.
This first home is one that is no more. I’m glad I got a shot of it before it was torn down. I think the previous owners of the home behind it sold and I think that was on their property. Partial door on the lower right side.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Below is the Inn at Springfield Manor off Route 15 just north of Lewistown Maryland.
Photo by Mike Hartley
My attempt to put some humor into my doors post. This is one you might not want to knock on. Have a great week all.
An interesting question from the daily prompt today – If you could relive one day from your past, which day would it be and why?
No one day, leapt to mind immediately on this one. The first day of retirement was pretty good. That relaxed feeling was so good and hasn’t left me since. So, I’ve been living with that for a few years now and it still feels good.
The days my children were born was wonderful but very stressful so I’m not sure I want to repeat that. Now the day they both graduated from college was a pretty great day. Relaxed, joyful, proud, inspired and happy.
Of course, the days my grandchildren were born was very special for obvious reasons.
There was a day in NYC with my better half earlier this year that was so relaxed and filled with an ease that only comes with time together.
Christmas morning with my children and grandchildren is pretty nice. It’s hard to beat the happiness I see in the children and grandchildren throughout that whole day.
That day of deep-sea fishing with the boys and catching a ton of big tuna was a blast that we haven’t repeated in a very long time.
The day my dad brought home our first pet was pretty special. One of my best memories when I was young. We were just a happy family that day. I wish it had lasted longer.
Maybe I’ll make today one that I’d like to relive in the future. Don’t know why, nothing special planned yet. But the possibility remains and that is exciting.
I had the pleasure of attending the Orioles and Yankees game last night at Camdem Yards in Baltimore. There were a few special things about the time. One of my best friends got us tickets through a contact at work for seats behind home plate. Row 16 on a beautiful summer night. Low 80s and low humidity which is unusual for this area in mid-August.
Between inning action from a game a few years ago. Photo by Mike Hartley
We also had a nice parking pass close to the stadium. It was a nice crowd, but I was surprised it wasn’t more packed. I believe it was short of 27K. The Orioles are on the verge of the last wildcard spot, and the Yankees are solidly in the playoffs so far. I think the 7-8 seasons of rebuilding in Baltimore have taken a toll on the fan base.
There were a lot of Yankee fans in attendance. Including me. But the company of my best friends, the banter and teasing back and forth throughout the game was great.
Oh yeah, we all commented about those seats down in that section have cushions on them. Sweet. Says my old behind.
That may have been my first game this season. I didn’t remember seeing the new video board before. They have done all the right things with the stadium, but the team on the field needs to pull it together as well as the front office and give the town a winner again because they will pack that place and make some noise without being prompted.
Being I don’t go to many games; I just wanted to sit back and enjoy this one. I didn’t take anything but some cash in my pocket. I was traveling light and no camera, which may have been a first for a ballgame.
Baseball has done some great things to speed up the game. Getting calls right also helps. But my last point is cost. I just went to seat geek and the cheapest tickets for tonight’s game were $27. A family of 4 $108. 4 hot dogs at $4.49 and 3 sodas at 4.49 and a domestic beer for dad at $6.49 and 2 bags of peanuts for $3.49 all these off the value menu. for a total of $44.90 for food. The cheapest parking I saw was about $17 and that was a 10–15-minute walk to the stadium. It went up quickly from there.
So, our total for a family of 4 in the nosebleed section with the value meals and cheapest parking is $169.90. That is not a cheap outing for a family. I guess someone has to keep the players rolling in millions and the owners in billions.
Note to all parties involved. I see there is a 75% chance of a work stoppage in baseball this December. Get your act together and don’t be stupid and affect the game. You all have a huge pot of money that the fans who attend and make it that way could never imagine. So wise up and don’t kill the golden goose who got you there. Or we might NOT COME BACK this time.
What’s the last movie that made you cry? – Asks the daily writing prompt.
This answer might seem strange. The movie isn’t a tearjerker. And men don’t cry. Well, I did.
I have trouble watching movies about war now. I guess the last one was Midway which was on recently. They remind me of my father who came back from WWII and Korea but died a young man from the traumas of war.
I didn’t deal with my father’s passing well. I cry more now than I did when I was 9 when it happened. I think I just pushed a lot of those feelings way down for decades and never dealt with them.
It’s funny the other day I was watching some YouTube clips and ran across a movie called Greyhound. It’s about a Destroyer escort in WWII in the Atlantic. My father was on a destroyer in WWII in the Pacific. I watched a couple of YouTube clips of it and started to choke up. It looks like a great movie that I would enjoy but I know it would be upsetting.
One of the great disappointments in my life is that I just didn’t get a chance to know my father. He was a shell of a man he was from surgeries and service experiences according to my mom. We never talked about his service. Why would he share that with someone so young anyway.
All I have is pictures and some letters from his days in the service.
Dad and I. Self-portrait I took of us 15 years ago. I didn’t intend on using this shot at all, but this post seemed a good time.
Everyone must make their own way in life. Not everyone realizes that and people let others start determining their way. Work can be a very good example of that. Your boss thinks you are good at doing X and while you are you want to do Y because you want to get to Z. But the boss either doesn’t want to let go of you doing X or thinks you are not capable of Y. Then the decision is back in your court.
Many advocate their decision to “that’s the way it is” or lack the confidence to move on. We are faced with decisions all the time in life that determine our way in our personal, professional, and social lives. From your youth, having your friends influenced you on who to date or which college to attend, or not to go to at all. In your mid-years of having a car salesman or real estate agent trying to talk you into something, you don’t want or need.
This leads me to often reflect on decisions I’ve made over time or haven’t and let others take me for a ride. Letting others make the call on your life is wrong. Yes, you might have to accept some things short term but if it isn’t right for you, change it.
Some decisions you make are lifetime ones. A spouse and creating a family for example. Others might be for a few decades like a home or for several years like a car. At points, each may seem like the best and worst decision of your life. Our first home was wonderful. Till someone started shooting around the neighborhood hitting homes.
Decisions on how much debt to carry. Or more difficult ones like where to go to dinner. That one takes a session of the United Nations to decide?
I love the couple on the right pointing in opposite directions. Photo by Mike Hartley
Sometimes it’s good to ride things out a little longer before making decisions. For instance, I’ve had a few bad cogs in the wheels of management above me at certain times in my career. I’ve outlasted them all because I liked what I was doing. Everyone has points in relationships where you or your partner decides to go forward together or give up.
Now that I’m in what others call the senior years, decisions seem so much more important. But they are no more important than the ones I made as a teenager. How to use each day well should begin early in life but appreciation for it at a young age just isn’t there as much as it should be.
Time is the ultimate decider. It will make decisions for you if you choose not to.
I got to watch my favorite baseball team; the Yankees beat the Orioles last night on the tube. Maybe I’ll go downtown and catch a game before they leave town.
A view from the ballpark of the Baltimore skyline. Photo by Mike Hartley
We don’t go to Baltimore nearly as much as we did when we were younger. We used to just go down to wander the harbor and catch a bite to eat. We used to hit the aquarium with the kids.
Besides the occasional doctor’s appointments at UMMC, our trips might be limited to an O’s game or two. Sometimes dinner at Rusty Scupper but that’s been a good while also. HarborPlace had been going downhill for years.
Maybe I’ll give it another shot soon. Even though I think a trip to DC is next.
Yesterday was relaxing and fun. There is much to be done early today and this afternoon, but I hope to mix in some good times later in the day.
But first an oil and filter change, some weeding, concrete caulking and some other home maintenance items.
Random Thoughts of the Day
Time to start cutting some expenses. I think I’ll start by calling Verizon.
You’re capable of much more than you think. A lesson some never attempt.
Don’t leave your life in drafts. Share it.
Sports are most enjoyable when you see people working together in the best ways possible in team sports.
I’m getting better at avoiding time waisters. Then again, some might say, “what are you doing here.”
If you could erase one event from history, what would it be? – Asks the daily prompt.
My first thought was to erase World War II. I believe that war caused the greatest loss of life and the most suffering seen on earth. I might have grown up with a father if it weren’t for that and the Korean War.
Then the thought of not having Trump as our current president came to mind. Because the potential destruction this idiot might bring about could be worse.
But I’ll stick with my first choice.
Below are some shots I took at the WWII Memorial in Washington DC. The sacrifice so many made has been forgotten too soon. We need to learn from history or we repeat it.
Photo by Mike HartleyPhoto by Mike HartleyPhoto by Mike HartleyPhoto by Mike HartleyPhoto by Mike HartleyPhoto by Mike HartleyPhoto by Mike HartleyPhoto by Mike Hartley
As usual I started the day with some music and set it on random tunes I have. Boy what a contrast. It began with a live recording of a Judas Priest concert and boy do they get the crowd involved in the song You Got Another Thing Comin. The epitome of hard rock.
The next selection was a series of songs by Crosby Stills and Nash from an unplugged concert. A single acoustic guitar and harmonies. Both left me smiling and thinking I’m going to incorporate music into my entire day.
I think I’ll search for contrasting styles all day. Time to charge up the cameras.
The darkness outside right now is soon to be replaced by a day of great sunshine. And being my better half has other plans today I’m free to explore.
The cover on the car will soon be removed and the top put down in preparation for the day’s cruise. Of course, I’ll wait till the morning rush hour is past to venture out.
This is what retirement is about. A free day to pursue whatever my heart desires. But first to some body maintenance and the treadmill.
Hopefully some new images to share later today.
Here’s a contrast to start the day with. A pot dispensary and what looks like a 1941 Cadilac convertible Series 62. Car enthusiast, please feel free to correct me on model and date.
What’s a conspiracy theory you actually find believable? – Asks the daily prompt.
Personally, I don’t keep up with all the conspiracy theory’s running around. I hate the damage they cause some people who are affected by false claims. And sadly, for the people that believe them.
My example would be the Alex Jones and false claims on the Sandy Hook School shootings that killed 26 people was staged. Another good one would be the Holocaust never happened. Those types of claims further victimize people needlessly.
I’ve read through lists of them and I can’t find one I find believable. So, I’ll come up with one of my own.
I think Trump will do anything to steal, cancel or manipulate the vote this coming November to his favor.
I have never heard it put this way before. Photo by Mike Hartley
This image hit home for me. I wish it was a self-portrait. I feel myself in it. I feel like a ghost sometimes. He did have a grey beard like me. It was a very foggy morning which made it feel a bit surreal.
Do you ever feel invisible? I know I do. I was listening to a story today, another sad one about people behaving so poorly and trying to make them invisible, that it confounded and disappointed them in what they thought were friendships. We discussed friendships a bit and how they change over time. How people negatively affect others and change dynamics for the worse when pretending to be something else.
Truth be told there are very few people, if any with you in life. I was going to say your parents, but there are far too many cases where parents weren’t parents and weren’t there for their children.
I might add this image to my list of favorites. Photo by Mike Hartley
And the older I’ve gotten the less I see people looking out for each other over the decades. Being honest and supportive of each other. Being helpful to one another. Being selfless. Being without prejudice. Maybe that is just my world. But images I see around the world show me that cruelty doesn’t seem to have borders.
Greed, power and individualism have expanded. If we can’t build some more serious bonds, we will fail together. We can’t seem to hold families together let alone friendships.
I’ve gone out for decades before sunrise in Ocean City and Bethany Beach when visiting. And it seems every year there are more people joining in for the joy of the sunrise. I’m taking that as a sign of hope. That people are appreciating the little things. That they have appreciation for nature and our home. That they come for the solitude, quiet and wonder being shared by everyone looking outward. And hope for a better today and tomorrow.
I had some good plans for today. A dentist appointment set me back a few more hours than I expected. Some rain put a damper on this afternoon, so I came up with some indoor alternatives. A nap to make up for some lost rest.
Normally I don’t spend long periods away from the computer and posting but we all have our lulls. I’m feeling at peace this evening.
I can hear the sound of water lapping the shore. Because I have that recording in my memory banks for days like today where I won’t be anywhere near the beach.
A sunrise on my favorite beach in Ocan City. Photo by Mike Hartley
Mondays used to have a lot more significance and meaning to me. As well as a disdain at times. It was the start of the workweek which doesn’t affect me anymore. The daily commute resumed and again that isn’t a factor. Answering to someone else, or multiple people.
The beginning of the week starts slowly now. Even though I rose today at 2am, it’s been a smooth pace of playing with my various hobbies this morning and getting some exercise in. The dentist and a meeting this afternoon with my daughter plus lunch have dominated the day. Good thing I got one post off this morning.
Let’s see what we can do with the evening. I feel ambitious now and might stay up for a while and work.
How do you deal with uncertainty? – asks the daily prompt.
Being that everything in life is uncertain, I just get busy living. I guess time and experience have given me that insight.
I wasn’t always good with it and wasted some time in my life thinking about what I couldn’t control. I used to spend time on things too far in the future that would change before that.
Yes, like every person I still have worries about all the uncertainties we face every day. Any parent or grandparent has worries about their children out in the world.
I have a type A personality and I like predictability. I do things in my life to take away uncertainties. I plan, when possible. I live in the present. I look at something that is uncertain and get busy analyzing it. Is it even important, what steps can I take to reduce the uncertainty.
Over the last two decades, I’ve had some health issues that really raise the uncertainty level to the max. The nice thing about that is it gives you a new perspective, and I’ve learned to live with uncertainty much better over that time.
It’s okay to acknowledge it, but it’s not okay to spend time dwelling in it. I guess I’ve picked up a few type B personality traits. And maybe I’ve found balance?
Don’t ask how long, use today. Photo by Mike Hartley
This thing called life has confounded me for some time now, but I’m finally getting the hang of it. Figuring it out in my head and acting on it.
For instance, it was late in my career when I came to the realization that the job was just a job. Other things have come to light in retirement.
Judging people was something I thought I was good at. People never fail to surprise me even till this day. From strangers to those I’ve known for decades. I’ve had my successes but also misjudgments or ignoring obvious things. But I see it much clearer now.
I’m making better judgement calls on purchases. That is kind of easy if you just put the effort into the research.
Other judgement calls are painful. I loved riding a motorcycle. Giving up riding was one that still hurts at times. Like when I go by the local bike shop. Or someone pulls up next to me on a nice ride on a nice day. My better half was never comfortable with me riding. She enjoyed it a bit. It was the smart move for longevity. And I have no trouble replacing it with other interest but that was a unique one.
Love the flow on those pipes. Photo by Mike Hartley
I don’t think I’ll ever get used to the disposable society we created. I’m used to making things last and then fixing and using them some more. And while that judgement has served me well in the past it might not be in my best interest with some things today. I’ve noticed manufacturers not keeping parts for older equipment as long as they once did. Or just relying on the 3rd party market for them.
I’m going through a period of adapting to physical and energy changes. In other words, I’m taking breaks and not punishing myself during the hottest part of the day. Making those judgements and not pretending that I’m much younger.
Going into retirement with preconceived ideas, plans, and concepts is fine. The more the better. But be prepared to be flexible. You may discover you like being home more than traveling. Or the hobbies you thought you’d spend most of your time on turn out to be different ones.
Adapting to the changes in life is difficult at best. Resisting some are fruitless. Others you can change and control a bit. So, flow with it like those motorcycle pipes above.
Random Thoughts of the Day
I always hope I have the urge and ability to get up and dance when I feel like it.
The biggest changes lay ahead.
Hopefully tomorrow will be the last dentist’s appointment for a while.
The improvisational abilities of Robin Williams astounded me.
I’ve got a full pack of 8×10 semi-gloss that I hope to put images on this evening.
No sun today so the patio umbrellas will stay closed and outdoor dining won’t be on the menu. I put mine down and brought in the patio cushions and hammock before daybreak. No outdoor fun today. Unless you like dancing in the rain.
A shot outside the Phoenix Restaurant a few years ago. Photo by Mike Hartley
Physical Changes –
First, I’m not in bad shape. I do a lot of things people my age gave up long ago. I probably have an extra 10 lbs. I could lose, my strength could be better, and my aerobic capacity could certainly improve.
The changes coming fast and furious with age are going to take some thinking and adjusting to. Well, a little more than thinking at this point. Doctors are recommending changes. From simple ones to avoid walking in bare feet to avoid aggravating the arthritis. To the daily back exercises to try to reduce discomfort and pain. Along with a referral to see the orthopedic guys again.
Getting on with life while dealing with aches and pains before this was a piece of cake. Recovery times were short. Not much hurt in the first place and if it did you just powered through it.
As usual I got a strong start this year with exercise and maintained it for a few months longer than past. When I break those exercise habits though it’s tough to get started again. But started again I am, regardless of past setbacks. So, I said hello to the treadmill again this morning and I’m about to get my afternoon time in.
In talking to older people, I’m discovering it’s not physical alone. The mental part of dealing with pain, limited mobility, things you enjoyed are no longer possible. Simple things you take for granted all your life like eyesight and hearing become serious issues that affect every aspect of life.
For instance, I normally need glasses to find the pair of glasses I need to wear to read. My better half and best friend have serious hearing issues. I can see the frustration in them many days. I can see the depression in a friend’s voice whose eyesight needs serious work.
The energy needed to deal with the world and regular issues isn’t always there. And when the energy is there the supply that used to be endless soon runs dry. I feel it doing the simple yardwork I used to do all in one day I sometimes spread out for fear of too much pain from pushing it.
There is a good chance I’ve underestimated what it takes. One of my mom’s favorite phrases when she was in her late years was “It takes courage to get older.” And I’m seeing that now in my older friends. And unfortunately, in some of my younger ones.
One of my best friends is moving and while the distance is drivable it’s going to change things because we all have problems driving at night now with the lights. And while the short distance is no issue now that hour ride will be. Good thing he is retiring soon, we can do day vigils.
My back has been a long-standing issue and is getting worse but having dealt with it for so long I’ve adapted already. The thing that freaked me out this last year is my hands. I was always a blazing typist from my work. But I think arthritis is creeping into my hands and the nerve issues in my neck are affecting my arms and hands. My typing speed and accuracy have been affected which is disrupting my flow. I could always type as fast as my thoughts before. Now my timing is off.
I’m going to have to start adapting better and find ways to still do things I enjoy regardless of limitations.
My logic is the more I do for myself now the easier it may be in the future.
What’s a moment when you realized you were officially an adult? – Asks the daily prompt.
Many decades ago, when my dad died when I was 9 all the older men at the service said I was the man of the house now. I wasn’t an adult, but I grew up faster than most from this point on.
At 18 I guess it was official, and I was a working stiff and had been for some time, but I wouldn’t say I was an adult.
I guess it was when I got married at 23. But even then, I still wasn’t behaving like a true adult. Maybe at 26 when I stopped drinking for a long time. At about the same time, we were trying to start a family. That was probably it for me.
Then again, my wife purchased this sign for me which I have hanging over my office door. So maybe I haven’t hit it yet.
Good old Route 50 to the Maryland Eastern Shore. One of my favorite destinations from April through October. Occasionally you will see a procession of this type of equipment on the same route. I’m pretty sure my Miata could drive under one of them.
I love produce, from the eastern shore. Especially the sweet corn, none better.
Going through the town of Easton MD on the way to the next field. Photo by Mike Hartley
One of these nice days I’ll be hitting this route to the beach with the top down and smile on my face. And while the weather is beautiful today, I’ll be spending time on my own tractor and other power tools. Hopefully leaving time for a ride and maybe an ice cream later.
I hope you all have some wonderful plans for this great Saturday.
Which is the best restaurant in your city? – Asks the daily writing prompt.
Answering a question like this could result in a lot of questions about my answer. For instance, if I select Kelsey’s Restaurant and Bar people might say that isn’t a high-end restaurant. It has great food, a comfortable atmosphere and good service. And I can go casually dressed.
Not that I mind dressing up for a really nice place but I’m not totally comfortable in nice clothes.
If I answer with my favorite local place that we go to the most it’s not going to appear on many lists of people around here for the best restaurant but Oscars, is it for us. We went there last night, and I had avocado egg rolls and a shrimp and bacon club sandwich with unsweet tea. Great meal, great service.
If I want baby back ribs I go to the Corner Stable on York Rd. Best, I’ve ever had.
Dumsers in Ocean City and Bruster’s Ellicott City for ice cream.
Okay, the best is probably Hudson Coastal Raw Bar & Grill for seafood and Grill 620 for steaks.
For those of you not from the Maryland, Old Bay is a seasoning that we love to put on crabs and other seafood dishes. 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.
Late again but not as bad as last Saturday just under the deadline. Another tight week but I did stop at McDanial College in Westminster MD on my way home from taking care of my daughter’s cats.
I didn’t do this place justice at all. But I will return and give it a proper try again because there is a lot more of this town I hope to share.
I didn’t see any students yet but soon the paths and buildings will be full of them.
This was originally Western Maryland College founded in 1867
I can’t remember which of my children I went with on a college visit for them when they were considering different schools. Personally, I like the feel of small schools like this.
Good morning and salutations. I’m feeling my art more. Be it the words I choose, the photos I take, shaping a piece of wood or holding a pastel color in hand. That’s a good thing. Being in touch with what you’re working on is important.
At times that feeling comes so naturally. Being on a walk with the camera and life presents a scene you’re fortunate enough to be at the right time and looking at suddenly and then you raise the camera.
Other instances I feel I’m working on something and struggling after many hours and not feel good about it till it’s completed and looking back after some time has passed. That is a feeling I have when I paint.
Most times I feel satisfaction as a print comes out, or I’m uploading a few dozen images to the photo site. Each time I hit publish here I feel both apprehension and excitement. That’s good for my daily fix.
I guess I got that habit from working in the daily publishing business for so long.
That ride this morning was a great feeling. No destination except to return home after an hour cruise.
Feeling just peachy. Photo by Mike Hartley
Random Thoughts of the Day
Sometimes, when I want to scream at night, I’ll put the headphones on, listen to Pink Floyd – Great Gig in the Sky and scream in my mind.
Even with the benefit of hindsight a lot of people will still get it WRONG.
Mindset is a superpower we all have if we choose to implement it.
Listen to a new song each day.
When you change your perspective, you have added knowledge.
This is going to be a good day. Pain has returned to manageable levels this morning. It got in the way of some real progress yesterday and I have a few things to catch up on. I’m feeling like this cat this morning. Observing the landscape and planning the morning attack.
And like him, I feel the need – the need for speed. So, I’m going to put the top down and enjoy that rear wheel drive and manual gearbox for an hour this morning.
Looking at the lunch menu. Photo by Mike Hartley
Maybe I can sprint into the weekend with the speed and grace of the fellow above.
I’d like to get another 20-30 prints completed for a project that is coming together. I’ve got to get my (late post) to Thursday Doors done and I’ve gotten a late start this morning.
Just a little color to start the day. Photo by Mike Hartley
Today is my best chance to visit the county fair. That will be a challenge to pull off but I hope to go and get a few good images to add to the collection and share here. It’s an overcast day so that will change some shooting ideas.
Random Thoughts of the Day
I feel pressure to get a lot done as soon as possible.
Passed out on the couch last night. At least I had the sense to get up from the computer chair.
Sometimes I get choked up when I hear the first few cords of the song Simple Man.
Thanking of a friend having some surgery this morning. As he said, “if we’re not at doctors appointments, then someone is cutting on us.”
When something takes your breath away, most people think of good things. There is another side to that.
One of the major challenges of getting older is losing those around you so often.
If you had a time machine and could send just one message to your past self, what would it say? – I feel like I just answered a question like this a short time ago from the daily prompt.
Message to past self at:
10-year-old me- It’s okay to cry, don’t keep all that pain inside for so many decades.
20-year-old me – Slow down on the drinking. And don’t take another 6 years doing it.
30-year-old me – The pain of loss repeatedly will be rewarded greatly, just hold on.
40-year-old me – You got your dream job at the most prestigious place in your profession. Don’t be intimidated, you’re just as smart or smarter than a lot of them.
50-year-old me – You will beat cancer.
60-year-old me – You will beat cancer again.
Yesterday – that was a great decision to relax a little and have a little fun between the chores. Now get back to work.
Turbulent Times, but that is life. Photo by Mike Hartley
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?
