Do you enjoy your job? So asks, the daily writing prompt.
Yes, I enjoy the hell out of my job now. After 48 years in publishing, I’m now retired and working for myself learning to become a professional photographer, writer, and artist.
It’s a lot of fun, I set my hours. I deal with who I want to deal with. I’m the only person I have to please. I do my reviews and provide my incentives. I photograph what I want, write what I want, and sketch what I want.
No sitting on the front porch for this guy, not yet, at least.
The Daily writing prompt asks to “Describe a phase in life that was difficult to say goodbye to.
It was hard to say goodbye to the last 3 days. Spending time with my better half away in a relaxed setting and no obligations. Just ourselves to ourselves. Not that I don’t enjoy being home or with people. It’s hard to get that relaxed time to ourselves for more than a part of a day sometimes.
That’s my short-term answer. My real answer is below.
When our parents passed this was probably the most difficult phase of life and still is at times. The world changes if you have very loving parents and they are no longer there. Few know you better, are more supportive, and have unwavering love for you.
In some ways, I never want to say goodbye. When I visit my parent’s grave at Arlington National Cemetery I always stand there talking to them, updating them on events, their grandchildren and great-grandchildren.
I had to say goodbye to them at two very different stages of life. Dad died very young and therefore I was very young (9) and didn’t know how to handle it at all. Mom lived a long life but suffered from dementia late in life and as a caregiver that brought its challenges, now I find the humor in that was difficult to see at the time.
I was with them both when they passed. I never got a chance to say goodbye to my father, he was unconscious when I found him dying suddenly. I had time to say a lot to my mom while she was older before her mind started to slip and even then I would say things to her that I think she understood by the smile she had. But she was also unconscious for the last several days in hospice but I would talk to her all day long still.
Life does go on. I’m so busy with my children and grandchildren that I don’t speak to my parents every day now. Sometimes a wink or smile at a picture of them. Or I’ll see a 57 Chevy that my dad had and pause. I’ll be sorting some old things and run across something of theirs. I was cleaning my workroom and ran across an old medical kit from my dad from WWII the other day.
There is that phase where you are forced to say goodbye, but in some ways you never do.
We took a quick trip to the beach and felt rejuvenated. A wonderful time and I didn’t take the computer. I did a post on Monday morning before we left. Did another one and scheduled it for Tuesday and now I’m back to catch up and have fun again.
But I hear the weather report behind me and talk of 40-50 mph gusts of wind shortly so I’ll do a quick one in case I lose power. I’ll do the daily writing prompt for yesterday and today if the power stays on but just share this quick note now.
I have a ton of observations about being on the shore in the off-season. Tons of photos to edit but 2 quick ones here to keep my daily streak intact and add it’s good to be home and back in the saddle.
Ocean City Maryland always puts a smile on my face. Photo by Mike Hartley
Coast Guard Tower in OC inlet with the sun behind it. Photo by Mike Hartley
Why? Because everything has its timeline and we get frustrated when it surprises us. Why? Because we have the illusion of control when we don’t. Why? Because hope seems futile till it gets you through some things. Why? Because some people are born bad. Why? Because some people are born unlucky. Why? Because some people make bad choices.
Why Not? Place a bet, everything is a gamble. Why not? Order that steak, you know you want it. Why not? Sleep an extra hour to feel rested. Why not? Live today like it could be your last day. Why not? Share something special. Why not? Do your own thing. Why not? Rise above the rest.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Random Thoughts of the Day
Old is when you saw the NBA Logo play a game.
All the things I don’t know overwhelm the feeling that I know a lot of things. And that is a good thing. It keeps that learning things gear engaged.
My first red car I got a lot of speeding tickets. My current red car has no tickets. But my current red car is faster than my first red car.
I wonder if my kids will laugh at some of the things I collect.
I was thinking back because the daily writing prompt asked me to “Describe the most ambitious DIY project you’ve ever taken on.”
Let’s see, I’ve done the typical home projects like a deck, landscaping, and basement but I did have help from friends with those so I guess that’s not a true DIY.
And then it popped into my head, what I’m doing now is the most ambitious project in my life. I’m starting a new career as a photographer, writer, and artist and I hope to become a professional in each. Yes, a lofty goal, one that will take a ton of work. The time in this career won’t equal the 48 years in Newspapers so I’m under the gun to make my mark quickly.
So I work at them every day. It’s kind of easy in one respect because it’s a passion. In reality, it’s tough as hell because it’s real work. And it’s all me doing each piece. Each day I realize I didn’t start that sketch I thought of, work on that photo project, or complete that chapter in the story I’m writing. So each day I fall a little short of my goals and it’s a little frustrating. But that fades with sleep and the next morning I’m excited again.
And then there are the mornings I’m kind of riding high because of the previous day’s accomplishment when I realize that I forgot to charge the camera batteries as I’m going out the door. A good reminder that it’s a lot of little things that make you good. And also that I’m finite, which is a limitation.
Today is another day to build on the most ambitious project of my life. What more could one ask for? The opportunity to build an original.
The dog’s name is probably Blue. Photo by Mike Hartley
This is another reminder of how much I miss summer. And while it’s warming up a bit it’s far away yet. But I intend to get out and do lots of photography this week regardless of the winter season we are still in.
What is the biggest challenge you will face in the next six months? Asks the Daily Writing prompt.
An interesting timeframe to pick for this question. In just less than 6 months, a follow-up doctor’s appointment, and if I ring a bell again more tests and maybe more problems.
These tests are for an opponent that I have kicked its ass twice already. It was nasty and I have many scars from the battles and cancer messed me up pretty good. So the challenge is living like a normal person thinking everything will be OK and relaxing and enjoying the day as everyone else.
Or start to fret and try to cram in as much of life as I can into every day. I fight every morning to just relax and let life come or go balls to the wall to get all the stuff I want to accomplish and as much fun fit into every day.
While cancer is a physical battle it’s a mental one also. Once it visits you, your mind is changed. Your eyes start to look over your shoulder. You hear footsteps. Little whispers of caution. Some days it’s like this building drumbeat. You’re on edge. And while there are days you’re successful at pushing it completely aside, there are few, even when you are free of it.
There are constant reminders of the many people also facing the same battles, some of them family or close friends. And then if someone isn’t successful in their fight, it somehow seems to chip away at your armor.
There are medicines on your dresser. Lab appointment reminders. Medical insurance is a critical factor. Constant reminders.
As I look up just over my laptop screen is a pile of wristbands that I keep as souvenirs of past surgeries. They remind me to get out and enjoy the day and that I can survive. I have a ton of stuff from work about certifications or classes but I only keep one Diploma on the wall, from the University of Maryland Medical Center from the department of radiology.
You live from doctor tests to the next test. Hoping for the best news and a smile from the doc saying you’re good to go, fist bump and I’ll see you in 3, 6, 9, or 12 months. It’s those few where they say let’s run some more tests that give you pause.
I’m one of the lucky ones so far. So I’m very thankful. My Mom would remind me often when I was young that many are worse off.
So let me get busy living and doing what I think is important. I hope everyone has a great day also.
I can’t wait for the first warm sunny day to put the top down and point my Miata to the east and not stop till I get to the beach in OC.
I was looking at my blogging drafts folder and what a mess. Hundreds of ideas started. Time to weed out that mess and trash, or finish and publish. I guess I got spurred along to do this because I finally cleaned out and organized one of my email accounts and that felt great.
Weeding for effect. Photo by Mike Hartley
I’ve started to look at things and was reminded I’m a bit of a pack rat. So here is to a fresh start of getting things back to a manageable level in a few areas. Cleaning up the photo library, the office, the workroom, and the filing system to start with.
Doing this to kind of restart my start. I got busy and made a ton of progress immediately upon retirement last month. But all kinds of logistics, commitments, appointments, changes, and as always unexpected emergencies left me with unfinished business.
So I’m going to use the few remaining days in February to get my act together.
A few verses I like from a song called Something for Nothing by Rush
No, you don’t get something for nothing You can’t have freedom for free You won’t get wise With the sleep still in your eyes No matter what your dream might be
What you own is your own kingdom What you do is your own glory What you love is your own power What you live is your own story
In your head is the answer Let it guide you along Let your heart be the anchor And the beat of your song
Oh you don’t get something for nothing You can’t have freedom for free, no
Random Thoughts of the Day
Damn good start to the morning.
There is strength in silence at times that is stronger than speaking out.
I miss having a pet.
I’m a resilient son of a bitch.
Experience and life are teaching me some of the reasons people stop writing. I won’t be one of them though. Learning to use things for inspiration.
What advice would you give to your teenage self? I think I answered a daily prompt question like this long ago but maybe this old man’s memory isn’t as sharp as it once was so I’ll answer today.
I’ll try to keep it short even though my teenage self/selves could have used a lot of advice. Or maybe we weren’t listening.
Try harder academically. Stop drinking like a fish, you’re becoming an alcoholic. You don’t know what love is yet. Don’t give up on your dreams, even though a career may take you another way at times. You only have one body, take better care of it. Have more confidence in yourself. Look for and find healthy ways to stay mentally healthy. Set your sights higher.
The Real Me is one of my many favorite songs from The Who. It made me think about who the real me is. Nobody knows the real me. The real me is a bunch of mixed-up voices swirling about my noggin all trying to take control of aspects of my life.
And what a life it has been. One of many joys and trials along the way. One that continues to find new loves, passions, and perspectives on living. One blessed with some great friends and family who have guided and supported me laughed with and at me, loved and grieved together.
At the same time, life has left me saddened, disappointed, dismissed, scarred, hurt, and changed—periods without hope and joy. And I guess that is true for most of us. Life throws us all some pretty good challenges from time to time and sometimes over an entire lifetime.
I feel I’ve developed this internal space that I try my best to shield myself from those negative emotions or disappointments. To find some sense of joy or respect or love that will allow me to keep putting one foot in front of the other. I had to do that to survive, it wasn’t healthy to have that anger, angst, and disappointment inside.
A good friend reminds me often of the quote “It’s not what happens to you, but how you react to it that matters.” I find myself evaluating reality more now instead of my hopes or wishes. Sometimes I find some hard information and truths.
As I’ve gotten older the time to hope for change fades. Things are what they are. And I am who I am, which is probably part of the issue. So some changes are in progress and I’m starting to get to a more comfortable spot.
Time and what I do with it now each day is what matters. As the quote at the top of my To Do List reminds me “Make the rest of your life, the best of your life.”
So here is to a good Thursday ahead.
If you are going to drink, drink responsibly. Photo by Mike Hartley
I miss everything and nothing about my job. And I’m fine with retirement after a few weeks.
I miss seeing some of the people as often as I did. But have replaced that and the time I had to spend with others I don’t miss, with people I like is nice.
I thought I would miss being challenged or having a manager to challenge me. Nope, I’m fine with this because I’ve often challenged myself more. And I like being in charge, for a change of pace.
I do miss being part of an organization and people that I thought were doing an important service for society. So I do have to find a way to replace that.
I do miss messing with people who think they know everything.
I miss my office chair, it’s more comfortable than my home one.
I miss watching the power plays, games, and maneuvering people do to get ahead at work.
I do miss having a second home but am relieved I no longer have to commute to it.
I do miss standing shoulder to shoulder with valued co-workers doing difficult things in difficult times. And of course, I miss the fun times and laughter we shared very much.
I miss the “thank yous” after helping people on the job. But I hope to replace that soon.
I don’t miss night shifts.
I miss the excitement of the daily news cycle and deadlines all day long causing a constant flurry of action and reactions.
In some ways, I miss the pressure of having a machine and keeping it running at all times, and if it had a hick-up we had better have it fixed before someone sneezed. No failure to publish under my watch.
I do miss sharing my knowledge with people. Helping them grow and avoid problems.
I don’t miss being stuck in Washington DC traffic or the streets trying to eat my car.
I do miss the prestige of The Washington Post nameplate. But hopefully, I’ll have enough time to be proud of the one I create for myself now.
The elevator lobby of the old Washington Post building. Photo by Mike Hartley
“What bores you?” So ask the daily writing prompt.
If you enjoy life or are looking to enjoy it being bored isn’t much of a problem. I can almost always find something to entertain me.
But a few things do cause boredom.
Listening to self-absorbed people talk.
Listening to regurgitated material in a meeting or presentation that I already know.
Waiting rooms are now boring. Didn’t used to be because instead of everyone looking down at the cell phone in total silence – PEOPLE AT ONE TIME IN HISTORY USED TO TALK TO ONE ANOTHER.
I’ve been bored to death when called for the jury selection process.
I guess a repetitive job would be boring. Been so long since having one of those that I almost forgot.
NOTE: Baseball was boring but the rule changes they made have brought the sport back to being watchable again. Thank you. Go YANKEES
If everyone had the fix for what ails them, the world would be a happier place.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Looking for my fix. Maybe tomorrow.
Toddlers
Wonderful day spent with my grandson. I love them to death at this age, between 1 and 2. They are developing so fast and so cute at the same time. They can also leave you tired at the end of the day. But with a big smile.
Random Thoughts of the Day
Finding the irony in life and people can bring a smile to your face.
Did I hear the pop of a baseball mitt?
Keep looking for those windows of opportunity.
My eyelids feel like old shades that won’t stay up.
What is your favorite drink? Asks the Daily Writing prompt.
That is like the proverbial fastball down the center of the plate. Coke, Cherry Coke, Coca-Cola, bottles, cans, fountain, BRING IT ON.
Now truth be told, I try to limit myself to 1 a day. Maybe 2 if I’ve been really good. I’ve always drank a ton of them but in the last few decades pounding 6-8 of them a day led me to being heavier than was healthy.
So combined with some healthier eating, I’m down to a pretty ideal weight for my height. But if I could, I’d drink these all day long. They are the most refreshing drink to me.
I hadn’t listened to some ZZ Top in a while and it was a nice treat to trigger some good memories. We saw them a few years ago at Pier 6 in Baltimore. They still rocked the house. Of course, Dusty has departed and anytime a lifelong band member passes it’s never the same.
That song title made me wonder if anyone does “Give You All Their Lovin’.”
Annapolis MD – Photo by Mike Hartley
Random Thoughts of the Day
Tomorrow is the first car wash of the year. I have to desalt the old Chevy before it gets eaten.
I’m in a writing frame of mind.
It was a wild kingdom in the yard this morning. A fox, 2 hawks, 4 deer, numerous other birds and squirrels. Probably that way and more every day, I just don’t see it.
The Daily Writing prompt asks – Who are your favorite people to be around?
I’m a fortunate person. I got lots of people. There are so many it’s hard to give everyone all the attention they deserve.
My best friend and better half of course is #1. She is the love of my life. Next are my children and grandchildren.
I’m blessed with some very good friends, some so close they are family. Many of them actually and that has made life very special also. There are two special ones and we have been together for so many special moments and for each other through many many decades that we are brothers.
But there are more that I feel related to in special ways. From long-term work experiences that developed and continued into special relationships long after the work ended and continue to this day. To old friends from my youth that gather every so often.
I have a few relatives I like and spend time with. And my sister when she’s available.
I like being at the University of Maryland basketball game when there are 17,000 other rabid Maryland fans in attendance and the Terps are winning.
And sometimes I’m my favorite person to be around. Like the times I feel I need to get away by myself and point the Miata with the top down towards the beach and take a day to listen to the wind and music, the sound of the waves, the laughter of kids and families on the beach, and enjoy a cherry ice cream soda by myself at Dumsers.
I respect my friends and families privacy so I ran a shot of my ugly self. I’ve lost a few pounds from this shot.
Today was not a day for my creative endeavors, but it was a very productive day. Tons of family planning for trips were made after exhausting searches and coordinating schedules. It’s also tax season so gathering all that info has been almost completed, mostly by my better half but I contributed several things also.
A haircut was squeezed in this morning, some financial planning this evening, and family and friend communications. Two of those were very important because of close friends with ill family members. A good reminder of how precious life is.
Streetlight and early morning dawn on this snow-covered tree made it look like it was in bloom. Photo by Mike Hartley
This is a packed week and may be a good test for me to see how much creativity I can cram into a few minutes here and there. A few days with grandchildren, a day of automotive and power equipment repairs, bank and financial appointments, some home repairs, and doctor appointments to make.
Taking advantage of time is so important. Like right now I’m multitasking by listening to some music, editing photos, writing a blog, and making a few prints, before getting back to a few chores.
Could it be, nah, don’t tease me, weatherman. What is this string of 60+ degree days next week and SUN you talk about? It’s got me smiling already and it’s a week away but I can’t help myself. I’ve had it with winter and the snow that is still on the ground and night temps in the 20s.
I’m ready to cut loose in so many ways. Warm up the roads and tires for some cruising. To find my shorts and tee shirts and walking/running shoes. To step onto the porch or deck with bare feet and feel the warmth. Hell, I might just peel the shirt off next week and start working on the tan. Hell YEAH.
Because sunshine and warm weather just inspire me to be outside. Plus the faster it warms up the faster my local snowball stand will thaw out, open, and no longer will look like the shot below.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Random Thoughts of the Day
Just when you’re ready to give up, DON’T.
Things take time. Good things take more time usually.
Upbeat music, upbeat thoughts.
Let me go charge those camera batteries before I forget and get caught short tomorrow. Cold takes a toll on them when outside for a while it seems.
My favorite pair of “shoes” are my flip flops and they always take me to a peaceful and happy place. Be it at the beach or around the house and outside. Yeah, I guess I’m stretching it a bit with the definition of shoes but they are my choice if warm enough.
Flip and Flop. Photo by Mike Hartley
I know these aren’t the most supportive shoes, your feet are dirty by the end of the day, and you can stub your toes good. If you have toe issues, you should avoid them. Not good to run in or on stairs. But on a very hot sandy beach, it’s the best. On the boardwalk or porch watching a sunset.
But the pair above has been special. They have taken me through some rough days. I wear them on vacations and when around the house but not working on it, or the yard. Like on the deck or on my way to the hammock.
When these flip-flops are on my feet, my mind is in a good place.
To the road crews of the county and state, who keep our streets safe, I say thank you. That is a tough job and one that is very important.
Saw this county truck clearing streets in Waverly Woods yesterday morning. Photo by Mike Hartley
Well as week 7 of retirement comes to an end, I find that time is going even faster than it did when working. I guess that means I’m having a good time. Doesn’t feel like it at times though. Mostly because of logistical chores and tasks.
But those are mostly complete and time for other things will present itself.
Random Thoughts of the Day
Pizza for breakfast isn’t just for the young, we seniors enjoy it also.
Can’t believe it’s been a decade since a friend passed.
Why does communication with some people seem such a chore?
Maybe Trump should put a pair of his new sneakers on. He’s on a run from Justice.
So the daily prompt would like me to “Share one of the best gifts you’ve ever received.”
I’ve probably said before that my children are the best gift I ever received. Having children wasn’t easy for us, as it is for many people. So the appreciation and happiness for having a daughter and son is a gift that just keeps on giving.
To me people are gifts. My wife saying yes to my offer of marriage was a gift. My friends keeping my spirits up is a gift. My work friends making the job fun is a gift. And how could I forget pets who are family members that we didn’t know were special gifts?
Charles “Lefty” Driesell passed away today and that has a lot of Maryland Basketball fans with heavy hearts. Lefty put Maryland Basketball on the map and made it a National Power. He was intense, exciting, animated, and a winner at many institutions.
I loved his famous foot stomp on the sidelines when things weren’t going right. Or coming out of the tunnel before the games with the double V for Victory salute with both hands to the crowd which would go wild about him.
He could get Cole Field House rocking like no other. I first attended a game the year before he became a coach and I’ve been going ever since. I watch Maryland basketball religiously because of him. I can still remember his first big victory over South Carolina.
My tie of the Lefthander. RIP – Photo by Mike Hartley
I hope they fill the stadium today and that the moment of silence is followed with a giant roar of thanks to the legendary coach.
In short, my approach to budgeting is to spend less than I take in and be able to save some along the way. We never really came up with a budget. We make all big decisions together and fortunately alike in our short and long term goals and what we spend regularly.
Photo by Mike Hartley
We might have done better along the way if we looked at our expenses closer but we are pretty frugal so there isn’t a lot of waste so the extra time doing that wouldn’t have yielded a great return.
Photo by Mike Hartley
But now we are into our senior years. The paychecks from the job that pays the bills stopped coming a little over a month ago. We are looking into the budget again obviously.
Our approach will be just as it always has been. We will talk, decide on priorities and fun, and set the path.
I got outside before sunrise today. Felt good but a little too cool for my liking. I knew it was going to get windy and blow the snow off the trees so I wanted to get out early.
Shots around in Ellicott City and Woodstock this morning.
Random Thoughts of the Day
I have to work on my patience.
No pitchers and catchers reporting in Maryland today.
That fine line between wet feet and dry is the height of your boots.
My back is sending pain signals earlier than usual.
Keeping my emotional happiness at a high level each day is the key to more productivity. It makes the moments more special, the creative juices flowing, the health better, and a smile on my face. Therefore more is accomplished, and it just creates an ongoing cycle of feel-good.
Yesterday wasn’t that day. But today is starting much better.
It’s an alley I’m familiar with. Photo by Mike Hartley
Dinner and a Maryland basketball game with a best friend Wednesday night was a great way to spend an evening, especially with a comeback victory by the Terps. And then some great conversation, laughs, story trading, and family updates.
Followed that up with both my best friends on Thursday night with a great happy hour or two or three. Last night I just kept my behind inside and fell asleep early like I had planned.
I was wondering how long it would take for weekends to lose their significance being I’m not doing the traditional workweek any longer. I think it’s starting to change now because I’m starting to lose the distinction from other days in the week.
So about a month and a half, when weekdays and weekends started to run together. That’s not too bad. At least I still know what day of the week it is. I wonder how long before I start to lose that distinction.
Random Thoughts of the Day
A day of rest is needed. I believe Sunday looks good.
Dogs wear me out.
I feel the need to do something special tonight.
Anger management – Working on it. A lot better than I used to be but one can always improve.
Are you patriotic? What does being patriotic mean to you? So asks the daily writing prompt.
I believe I’m patriotic. I vote every election. I respect the service of our military members greatly. I honor their service often. I respect the flag and our constitution. I didn’t make it to the second line of this before tears filled my eyes looking at a picture of my parents who are buried at Arlington National Cemetery.
Beautiful headstone at Arlington National Cemetery. Photo by Mike Hartley
I spend some time there so I see the pain the ultimate sacrifice leaves on families.
Having grown up in a military family I was taught respect. My fathers last station was Bethesda Naval Hospital. He passed when I was young but with our medical coverage we continued to go to that hospital. That timeframe of 61-74, I spent some time at that hospital. It was one where injured service members were returning from Vietnam with horrible injuries.
I was very young and the sacrifice of these people was front and center for me. How could it not be, seeing young men missing limbs or bodies/heads disfigured by war. Prosthetics were what looked to be in their infancy stage and many just didn’t have any to use.
A vague memory of being startled the first few times seeing a person missing limbs or worse and my Mom having a talk with me about not looking away but making eye contact, nodding and smiling. That it would make them feel better.
Opinion – With the WWII generation all but gone, and the Korea and even Vietnam era vets ranks getting thinner and thinner, I believe our country is forgetting what sacrifice is. I wonder if we could actually pull together in a crisis like the country did in WWII?
Opinion 2 – I respect every other citizen of this country and their right to also vote.
Like the day itself, the longer it goes the more I feel like a shadow of myself. Tomorrow morning those trees will be as white as that wall behind them with snow.
A pair of shadows against the Columbia Mall. Photo by Mike Hartley
I’m hoping to drum up the fortitude to face the cold tonight and do some photography. We will see how that old front-wheel drive Chevy does.
The other day I wrote illuding to switching insurance companies and referred to someone not being on my side. Well, today since they screwed with me after I canceled the policy by taking another deduction from my bank days after the policy was canceled. This has now pissed me off and cost me time. So Nationwide you are now named as my piss poor past insurance company so there is no mistake as to who I could be referencing the other day.
Random Thoughts of the Day
I could use a new office chair. So says my back and backside.
Looks like Comrade Trump is having another bad day. Karma baby.
Read hard, listen hard, question hard, learn.
Getting my photo library in order is a taller order than I thought.
The song Take Me Home came on last night as I started the car to head home from one of my best friends. It brought a smile to my face with that warm thought on a cold night.
I don’t believe I could be comfortable in another home at this point. This place has become so much a part of me that I can’t imagine moving.
Moving would hurt my children I think. I always remember going to my Mom’s house as an adult and there is just something about wandering around the house you grew up in. I can see their comfort level when they come to visit to this day.
We hope to live out our days together here. I hope we can make that dream possible. Because it will always be home.
I’m eventually going to have to hire someone to shovel/plow the driveway though.
I figured this was an appropriate shot being we are getting snow tonight. Photo by Mike Hartley
Random Thoughts of the Day
Music moves me to move.
Time to change the look of my office and workroom today.
I’ve got to start pushing myself a little harder in my new profession. I’m not satisfied with the results in the first 45 days.
Time for some snow shooting tonight. Now where did I leave my snow boots?
Have you ever unintentionally broken the law? Asks the daily writing prompt.
As Eddie Murphy said in Beverly Hills Cop. “I may have fractured a law or two as a kid”
Photo by Mike Hartley
I guess I never thought about the jaywalking I was doing at night in DC when I would cross the streets at night because there wasn’t traffic. It wasn’t like the daytime where you had to use crosswalks and it was still dangerous.
We didn’t know pulling the cars up and using there lights to play night basketball wasn’t legal.
That makes all the other times intentional. Because there is a phase that goes “ignorance of the law is no excuse. “
As Sergeant Shultz used to say “I know nothing, nothing”
A Happy Valentine’s Day to all. We used to get caught up in the excitement of the day when we were younger. I remember the pressure and feeling like I didn’t get it right some years ago. As we aged, and grew wisdom, we knew it was more important to celebrate the spirit of the day throughout the year and not focus so much on an overpriced commercialization of Love in one day.
Yes, it’s fun to get your better half some flowers or take her to dinner or a gift of her liking, but it can be a waste of money to do it for this day. Everything is overpriced, over-crowded, and overdone.
On the porch of the Lighthouse Club in Ocean City. Photo by Mike Hartley
Some years ago we just started taking a night away someplace local, but on another evening than Valentines Day. I like getting her flowers or treating her unexpectedly. It’s just as important to do this throughout the year as it is today.
Love the vanilla crème doughnuts this time of year. Photo by Mike Hartley
Little tokens of love each day, that’s the best gift.
Random Thoughts of the Day
I seem to get more excited at the prospect of each new day. Appreciation is a good feeling.
The sound of that cold wind outside is not consistent with the warm sunshine coming through the window. Sort of like a head fake in basketball where I’ll be sailing into the clutches of winter.
I had two bags of the Conversation Hearts candy in my hands yesterday. I stood there and put them back down. My better half said she was proud. I’m sitting here thinking I should have bought them.
Pain is the winner again, despite a strong start to the day.
The Daily writing prompt asks “If there was a biography about you, what would the title be?”
Ah, another reflection on life. The title I first thought of was “The Box” so I’m going with that, which I’ll explain. I started thinking about my life and how someone would look at it. And I thought about the different sides or panels of me and my life, therefore The Box.
Photo by Mike Hartley
I thought about the first decade filled with turmoil of world events, turmoil in personal life and so much contrast in what I was seeing and experiencing as an infant and youth. This is the bottom panel of the box.
The 4 sides of the box are: The Doctor – The Husband/Father – The Professional – The Foundation/Building
The Doctor – A wild period but surprisingly a period that instilled a lot of responsibility and work ethic. But it was out of control a lot. Which made for some great times.
The Husband/Father – What a learning curve. Thankfully my better half is a patient person and we and the kids survived. The most wonderful experience of my life.
The Professional – The work life in newspapers and IT. What a ride. Filled with great times and some tough ones but out of it came a lot of wonderful personal relationships and a sense of accomplishment.
The Foundation/Building – What my better half and I build together. Through good times and bad. But a common goal that was a good foundation.
The top of the box is like a jack in the box springing open – We made it to our senior years. No small feat, being some of the medical challenges we both faced. We are still together and in love after many years and many challenges. We worked very hard for a very long time. We have been blessed with grandchildren.
And just like when the jack in the box opens the arms usually spread wide. And that is us looking forward to what isn’t written yet. I mean I’ve only been retired for 44 days so I better have a lot of chapters to expand on. Lots of love to share, lots of things to create and share, and of course lots of good times to share.
I’m going to admit it, I’m a winter wimp, if there is a choice to go outside for almost anything, and it’s cold I’ll choose to stay in. Especially when it’s really cold like earlier this January. I can hold my own in the summer heat while those around me melt. I just need to make it through a few more weeks and the difficult part of the year will be behind me.
A dusting this morning. Photo by Mike Hartley
I can’t stay warm in the winter. Anything under 40 degrees is not comfortable outside. I’d prefer it be over 50 which is really my minimum tolerance level.
Through the back window early this morning. Photo by Mike Hartley
So a wet, rainy, snowy morning and windy afternoon is a very good reason to stay inside today. But duty calls and a few errands must be run but that will be this afternoon after the flakes stop.
Buds delayed. Photo by Mike Hartley
Random Thoughts of the Day
Clearing clutter slightly faster than creating it is the key.
You don’t need to change your location to change your view.
I’m on another roll. Lots done before the noon hour today.
I think I have a creative way of learning portraiture.
What were your parents doing at your age? So ask the daily writing prompt.
That one required a little thought and addition. My father never made it close to my age. Passed decades before it. After being in the Navy during WWII and Korea and expeditions on Operation Deep Freeze, I won’t forget the sacrifices he made that provided me and others our freedom.
My Mom, still a widow was doing some part-time work at card stores, traveling, and doing volunteer work for the Red Cross at Bethesda Naval Hospital.
Then again she might have been fighting one of the many medical challenges she had in her senior years. But that didn’t stop her from helping others and when she wasn’t under the weather, she was out busy doing something.
Help raise someone’s spirits today. Photo by Mike Hartley
Now what was Mom really doing? She was busy being loving, generous, and kind to people. She would help people, donate to charities, and always look for the good in people. She had a great smile. She was warm. She believed someone always had it worse off even when she was suffering. Not that she didn’t notice every ache and pain, but she also acknowledged many had them and worse. She spent great effort and time loving her family and friends.
As time has passed, those examples aren’t front and center as they once were. Sometimes when our parents come up in memories our kids might say something like the above, and I’ll smile. I also know as time passes their recollections fade even faster because they are shorter.
So I’m going to try to remember those many good qualities my parents had and the ones my mother and father-in-law also had and keep them going so our children take the positive and good ones and pass them to their children.
We’re off to a new week. A good start for a Monday if I must say so. Kept at things today and accomplishments started to stack up like a pile of freshly cut wood. So why not keep the spirit going into the evening. I’ve got 2-3 hours left in me.
We treated ourselves to a Ledo Pizza after running errands. It was great to dig into a pizza that doesn’t cut corners. I’ve been to a number of locations in the state but our most regular is in Normandy in Ellicott City.
we were hungry and destroyed half of it before I thought about grabbing the camera. Photo by Mike Hartley
Always cooked to perfection, good service and so good. I was thinking about being healthy but hey, it was pizza day and nobody has the pre-cooked bacon like they do so what the hell. Heart attack in a pie. Well it was a large with half mushroom for my better half. The other side was the heart blocker.
This evening I guess I’m having myself a little party. Trying to let music be my guide in creating some new pieces. I’ve had to move to the headphones because my better half has decided rest is important.
Rumor of some snow around 4am so maybe some very late night shooting is in order. Burr. I’ll have to set the alarm for that one. But till then I think I’ll crank up the printer and work on a family wall of images I started.
Random Thoughts of the Day
I had a day with each of my grandchildren this past week and it was wonderful. It takes a lot to raise children and parents need all the assistance they can get.
That rolling piano style of Billy Powell really catches my ear.
My eyes are just being opened to all the wonderful things to see and read. Better late than never.
A thank you again to the person who said to just go ahead of them in the pharmacy line at Walgreens today.
Living outside reality can smack you hard someday.
This was the first Super Bowl I’ve watched from start to finish in the last decade. Working Sunday nights for those years kind of made it just another thing I was missing out on. It was a competitive game so it was fun to see from kickoff to the end of overtime.
Dad showing me the proper grip on a football. Photo by Shirley Hartley
I had just turned 9 in the photo above, we never got to watch a Super Bowl together because he passed just a month before the first one was played. I’m glad I got to watch a few with my son.
Another milestone also in the form of a holiday Monday next week. If a holiday fell on a Monday we were working. Also the Sunday night before the long holiday weekend. I was kind of giddy being off New Year’s Eve and New Year’s Day. And then off for MLK Day and now Presidents Day.
I find myself smiling and rested on a Monday now instead of exhausted. I look forward to holiday weekends knowing I’m available and can be at events with family and friends.
Random Thoughts of the Day
I thought it was a better-than-average year for Super Bowl commercials.
The more I accomplish each day, the better I feel.
Decisions are just a part of every day. Making the right ones makes the day easier.
A day full of errands, I think a pizza reward is in order.
The Daily writing prompt asks: If you had the power to change one law, what would it be and why?
If I were to change one thing is that it would be to keep the violent offenders and rapist in for their full sentences at least. To hell with early parole and that good behavior bull getting their sentence cut.
We are a nation of laws. But we seem to still be troubled. We are the solution, we have the ability to change small and big things.
The powerful and wealthy have their justice and the other end gets another form. If laws aren’t applied equally, justice is slanted. We can right the ship if we try.
The day doesn’t have to be Super Bowl Sunday to be super. But we will go with the theme and spirit of the day to keep the positive attitude rolling. Starting the day with some inspirational music to get rolling on some creative endeavors.
A cloudy day ahead with the winds picking up. And that means I better get the strap on the car cover this morning before they get gusting the next few days. And with the temperatures getting milder again I’m going to hibernate for a bit.
I’m still getting used to being off for events like the Super Bowl and holidays. And who knows what might happen over the next 2 months with College Basketball coming to a peak with conference tournaments and then March Madness. I guess we will discover if someone can overdose on basketball or not this season.
So pick out your favorite chair today and get comfortable for the game. Or take your place in front of the snack table and munch out. I think I might get on the treadmill for a few miles during the game to burn off a few calories I’m sure I’ll put on today.
I’m going for something a little more comfortable later on. Photo by Mike Hartley
I think I’ll work on some drawing today and step away from the computers for a bit. That is one of the nice things about having a few different hobbies. If I get writer’s block I can edit photos. If I get tired of cropping, toning, and printing I can draw. If I get tired of looking at 2 dimensions, I can grab my camera and look at 3. If I tire of pressing the shutter I’ll grab the Dremel tool.
Random Thoughts of the Day
Simple Man by Lynyrd Skynyrd is one of my favorite songs.
I like having a candle lit in the office.
Every once in a while I think about letting my hair grow long again.
I don’t have to have a business to be a professional.
Write about your dream home. So ask the daily writing prompt.
The sun comes in my bedroom window in the morning and I watch it set from my front porch.
It has loving pets.
A home that raised children and grandchildren and has the height marks on the doorways as evidence.
It has a brick front with a warming entrance.
A deck that gets both morning and afternoon sun and a nice breeze. And large enough for family meals.
A large bay window to overlook nature and wildlife.
A basketball hoop in the driveway.
A fireplace in the family room.
A basement office with an outside door and window.
A large front yard and a sloping hill in the back.
A roof that keeps us dry and a furnace that keeps us warm.
A pool to cool and play in during the summer.
One where laughter and joy can be heard.
This is pretty much our home from the mid-80s. It’s not much, but it’s home. A 3 bdrm Rancher, the pool was filled in years ago after the kids grew up because it needed too many repairs. I’ve always longed for a garage but never had one. So I would add that to this dream home I live in.
Yeah, it would be nice to have that dream home on the beach. But my family and friends don’t live at the beach so there you go.
Having a huge dream home of the imagination is nice but in reality, you either have a ton of money for a staff to maintain it or you become a slave to it. And a small home on an acre is more than enough for this guy.
The warm sun of morning on the back of my home. Photo by Mike Hartley
Crossing Into Love City. Yeah I love this little town. Hell, my wife is from here. Got my first real job in newspapers in this town. Started our own newspaper in this town decades later with two wonderful partners. My dentist and friend is on Main Street. It’s great exercise to walk the town. I have enjoyed many walks and meals with family and some of my closest friends.
Where a lot of people smile and say hi or hello. Well at least I do when in town. Photo by Mike Hartley
When troubled or feeling good I go there to walk, or sit or photograph or explore. Or just to chow down of a roast beef sandwich from Duchess up the road while watching the Patapsco flow by.
I can’t wait for it to green up again. Photo by Mike Hartley
The town changes looks so much during the various seasons that I always feel like I see something new. It’s my next project to put together the shots of this over the years and start to fill in a few things I might have missed.
And being its near Valentines day there seemed to be some symbols of love around town.
The seasons are always represented well by the merchants. Photo by Mike Hartley
In some ways it will always be part of my home. We got married in town. Our first apartment was just up the road in Normandy Woods.
Love birds. Photo by Mike Hartley
It’s been a place for engagement photos or even wedding events/photos for decades.
Love in a lock. Photo by Mike Hartley
A town where some have generations of people living there or surrounding hills. Not as much as when I first ventured into town in the early 70s, but a good friend of mine who grew up in town, still keeps in touch with a few long time residents.
I bet it’s the place where you see more people holding hands than other spots in the county.
When floods devastated the town from Agnes in the 70s to the 2 once in a thousand year floods a few years ago it ripped a piece of a lot of peoples hearts out. I was in town the morning of the two most recent ones. A family walk from the home my wife grew up in to downtown EC the day of the 2018 flood.
The second one I was out photographing along College Avenue and on the way home early that morning I stopped at the corner of Main and Maryland Avenue by the old Phoenix Restaurant. As I pulled onto Main it was quiet and I just raise my camera over the windshield and snapped a shot of what would be destroyed later that day.
Saturday morning 7/30/2016, the day of the first big flood that came from above. Photo by Mike Hartley
Random Thoughts of the Day
I don’t remember feeling so indifferent about a Super Bowl before. I don’t know if its the gambling or the league treating the players like old Roman gladiators, totally indifferent to there health regarding the brain injuries and that settlement they came too is appearing to be a joke. So NFL, take the game and shove it where the sun doesn’t shine.
Finally realized some sad truths recently.
Time to put the cover on the car again for the coming rains.
When you can’t see all the steps to even count them to get to the front door, no thank you. Beautiful home and porch though in Old Ellicott City. And the view is probably great. Maybe there is a back drive up entrance? Then again, taking the trash to the curb might be an effort.
Step right up. Photo by Mike Hartley
Random Thoughts of the Day
Dear Mr. Fantasy by Traffic is a great early morning song.
When the choice is to take time to get organized or keep creating, I’ll take the creating all the time.
I’m learning a bruised tailbone takes a while to heal.
It’s a “More Cowbell” type of day.
I had the top down on the Miata yesterday. Wind and sun in the hair again. Life is good.
You get some great, amazingly fantastic news. What’s the first thing you do? Asks the daily writing prompt question.
Wow, that is actually a tough one to answer. I was trying to think back to times where great and fantastic news was delivered to me and discovered I have two types of first reactions to this. I guess as I have aged this first is more prevalent.
When this has happened it has caused me to just pause for a moment, to close my eyes, be appreciative, give thanks, smile and think of sharing the news with loved ones.
The second one is more explosive joy of my youth. Sort of like the Michael Jordan fist pump after hitting the game winning shot, or as I recall a time or two just letting out a “YEAH” yell as loud as I can.
The sun is OUT, Hell YEAH. Photo by Mike Hartley
Remember that Waking up each morning is GREAT, AMAZINGLY FANTASTIC NEWS.
It’s hard to keep your head above water sometimes. I feel like I’m drowning from time to time. But wisdom has taught me survival techniques. Making use of one of them right now. Music is changing my spirit as I type. Listening to an old tune from the Doobie Brothers “Dangerous” and its an upbeat one that reminds me of motorcycle riding days. Followed that with “The Doctor” which is another upbeat song to smile to.
Maybe that’s my problem. I’ve been looking above the surface. Photo by Mike Hartley
I don’t have much energy left in the day. The granddaughter can burn through my reserves without missing a beat. But she is back with her mother tonight and my body is sending me urgent messages to get horizontal soon.
But my mind feels like there is unfinished business and ideas to work on. I did some shooting this afternoon I should download and edit, I haven’t worked on my books yet today. I owe a couple people emails.
Well let me flip a coin and see if we work or rest. There is it, we WORK. Gentlemen, start your engines.
I do like the color combo and styling cruising through Old Ellicott City. Photo by Mike Hartley
Random Thoughts of the Day
When you are inspired, accomplishments are the byproduct.
RUSH is a Rush.
I have some leftover business cards from the job that once paid the bills. I think I’ll make personal ones on the other side to hand out when needed. Little pieces of artwork.
When I stop learning, someone unplug me.
I have no idea why clutter seems to multiply around me but it does.
There are a lot of people you want to watch you step with. Especially when a foundation of trust hasn’t been established. And even when you think trust is there, many will break it.
Tread lightly and choose your words carefully. Photo by Mike Hartley
Random Thoughts of the Day
Feels good to get the cameras out each day again.
I’m going to try to eat healthy today. That cheesesteak and tacos yesterday were a nice treat but don’t want to make those a daily habit.
Far too little love in the world.
Back roads are a lot more friendly than the highways around here.
Are there any activities or hobbies you’ve outgrown or lost interest in over time? Interesting question from the daily writing prompt.
Probably more than a few. I used to collect coins and stamps but gave up on those a a youth. I used to enjoy bowling but haven’t in many years. I used to play a good bit of basketball but in the last 2 decades it’s been a while between buckets.
This area has outgrew its roads and made motorcycling an activity I gave up to live longer. I used to shoot skeet fairly well in my younger days but haven’t thrown those clay pigeons in a long time. I do miss that sport.
Decided I needed to do some walking outside yesterday and skipped the treadmill. So I took the go cart (Miata) out to Ellicott City, parked at the upper lot, wound my way up to the old courthouse and down by the old fire station. Back up the street to the Wine Bin and back down the street to the Trolley Stop and admire the river for a bit and then back up the street through a couple of back ways and lots.
I sat outside the old Times building and the Stone building at the bottom of the hill by the river which both used to be my offices. But really I went down to see some major changes in the towns where buildings are being torn down for the new flood tunnels and park area I believe.
Lower end of EC. I’d like to see this town bounce back in a big way in the future. Photo by Mike Hartley
The next time I’m there I’m going to try that Milkshake shop called The Crazy Mason Milkshake Bar.
Window at the Phoenix Restaurant. Photo by Mike Hartley
It’s also been a bit since having a meal in town so I’m going to have to change that also. More photos from the shoot coming later. Busy morning ahead.
What’s your favorite candy? asks the daily writing prompt.
Short answer – Brachs Marshmellow Easter Eggs. I don’t think they make them anymore.
But it does varies by season. Like now its those little conversation hearts you see during Valentines. Next month I’ll be eating jelly beans and chocolate malt balls.
Summertime some Smarties appear for my birthday and the occasional box of Nerds during the summer to sprinkle on my snowballs every once in a while. Starburst or skittles are a nice summer candy. And I can’t forget the occasional pack of Sweet Tarts.
In the fall we have a M&M season along with other assorted chocolates. Of course the scary Reeses Cups for Halloween.
The winter we move onto caramels and cherry candy canes. Maybe some Cherry Hershey Kisses. Or Krackle bars are good also. And I almost forgot Butterfingers.
The Vigil night with the boys is the bite size Snickers bars to end the evening just before we part company each week.
Do you need a break? From what? So asks the daily writing prompt.
Yes I need a break.
I need a break from doctors. Their offices, their waiting rooms, their imaging facilities, their hospitals, their billing departments and insurance companies.
I need a break from winter. I’m cold and I hate being cold.
I need a break from people who lose their minds behind the wheel and drive like A-holes. They are tempting me to start a new career as Dr. Karma.
I need a break from all the lies, conspiracy theory’s, anger and hate in politics.
I need a break from responsibilities. I friggen retired last month and I’m waiting for that parrothead lifestyle to begin.
But always remember. YOU make your own breaks in LIFE.
Know what you want and go for it. Yesterday I took a small pleasure cruise to get gas. Way too cold for the top down but a nice sunny day none the less.
Cool. Photo by Mike Hartley
Today I’m going for a longer cruise. Because I need to get out and do some photography. And of course enjoy some back roads.
We are in the home stretch now for winter coming to a close. I know, it’s too early to celebrate but by the end of this month the sun will be up earlier and it will be staying light later and the sun will begin to warm in the afternoons.
No I’m not putting the snow shovels away just yet but I’m anticipating that warmth that draws me outside again. And down to the beach for the car weekends in May and October.
Random Thoughts of the Day
Heading out with the camera feels good.
Life is about how many smiles you can have. Fake ones don’t count.
Lots of goals, little time.
My tailbone still hurts from that fall.
Life – having a good time despite those working against it.
The Daily writing prompt asks what The most important invention in your lifetime is….
I got to admit I had to go look up what has happened during my lifetime to get the most accurate answer I could. I see birth control pill was invented the year I was born, as well as the 3 point seat belt. That one must have taken a while to catch on because as a youth I don’t remember wearing a seat belt till I was a young teenager when I started driving myself.
But its hard to choose as I look back over time between medical or energy or communication inventions which have been significant. Some medical advances have probably kept me living till today.
But then I stumbled on the Smoke Detector. In the early 70s the single station detectors were ready to be sold for homes. I believe hardwired ones became standard in the late 70s. While slow to take off they are in homes in this country in the high 90% range from what some searches have been saying.
I always have to remember to shut the windows before grilling. Photo by Mike Hartley
The number of lives saved and injuries prevented must be significant and its a gift that keeps on saving people and property. Proof that small things can bring big results.
And were off into a new week. They sure do roll around fast. Seems like the sun rises on a Monday morning, you blink your eyes and it’ setting on a Sunday night. Last week flew by. Way too much extraneous items intruding on my goals.
But we are off to a good start today. And this week looks like it has opportunities to succeed.
Why not. Photo by Mike Hartley
Each moment is an opportunity that is to be grabbed. Today is a good example. I missed the opportunity to do some photography this morning. But I did seize the time to write and organize and upload dozens of images to my site.
I will just have to double my effort on Tuesday morning and get out early.
Waiting for the starter to say GO. Photo by Mike Hartley
It might not be shorts weather yet but the sun was feeling much stronger today and that boardwalk is calling me again.
Random Thoughts of the Day
Two people close to me are reuniting now.
Boy am I glad I don’t have to do the beltways around Baltimore or DC during rush hours.
In some ways I feel lazy, but there isn’t a need to stay up 20 hours a day any longer so I guess 16 is a few less to be productive in. I feel a hell of a lot better each day though.
Life is a solo act. It might not seem like it but we are all alone.
The Daily writing prompt ask us today to “Describe your most ideal day from beginning to end.”
I would wake about 5am, grab a Coke and wander out the front door to the beach with a chair and camera and watch the sunrise over the Atlantic ocean, listen to the waves, and smell the salt air. Back inside to prepare a grand breakfast for my better half, my children and grandchildren.
Photo by MH
Right back outside after eating with the grandchildren to teach them how to do sand sculptures. Quick dip in the ocean and back to the home overlooking the ocean with one of those infinity pools (never been in one) that overlooks the ocean in front of the house. Swim and play with family.
Spend some quality time with my better half then hit the front porch that has one of those nice swings or a two person hammock that we just watch the family play on the beach for a few minutes. Then hop on a Harley and spend an hour or two cruising up and down the coastal highway. More beach time soaking up rays and listening to laughter of the family and children.
Lunch is a mixture of steamed crabs, Tony’s pizza and maybe some Thrashers fries. Finishing with cherry ice cream soda from Dumser’s Dairyland. Back to the beach and pool. Spend the afternoon seeing extended family and friends who have strolled by because we rented the entire area for them and their families for the day.
Out to dinner at one of the fine bayside resturants like The Hobbit or Fagers Island or Saltwater 75 with the family and watch the sunset together. Walk the beach hand in hand. Let the kids play games on the boardwalk and do some rides. Revel in their smiles.
As the family settles in, meet up with the boys and their hotrods and go for a drive in a 69 Camaro with a 427, blower and of course a 4 speed transmission. Come back and grab my better half for a moonlit walk on the beach. Sit in porch swing together listening to the waves and feeling a warm summer night breeze eating too much Fishers popcorn as she falls asleep in my lap and I sit quietly till the sun rises again.
Music would permeate the day. There would be no TV’s or smartphones or computers.
How do significant life events or the passage of time influence your perspective on life? Asks the daily writing prompt.
If I were to choose a one word answer to that question it would be “Profoundly.”
Significant events like deaths, early in my life changed me. Some of it made me stronger and other ways it took away confidence and security.
Time changes things over time. For instance the importance of the job over the years took on the shape of a bell curve over my career for me. Early on it wasn’t everything, then it really took off and it did become more important, and then more than it should have. And in the last few years many other things became priorities than the work being done for someone else.
Events give you experience and time gives you wisdom. For instance there is a lot of joy in creating a child. And that joy turns into a lot of wonderful smiles, memories and love in my heart and mind having helped raising them.
The passage of time changes all of us. We either adapt or not.
Every day you have the potential for events to change your perspective. It doesn’t have to be something drastic. It can be simple, from something someone says to you or how look at relationships in different ways from actions or inactions of others.
I just can’t seem to get started today. A few things on my mind. I’m going to have to find the right lube to get the gears moving again. I’ve gotten better in recent years in turning around difficult days. Practice overcoming pain is a good exercise. But the things that bother me mentally sometimes are harder to shake.
Photo by MH
I need to relax and just keep my eyes open, life is happening all around me. Just the simple act of walking through a parking lot can yield results. I might venture out later tonight and try my hand at some evening exposures. I need a lot more practice in that area. Plus I have some pages to fill for a nocturnal project I’ve started.
Photo by MH
I was thinking about doing some writing but I’m not sure I’m going down that rabbit hole today when I feel directionless. Hopefully something will spark me later to at least finish the 2 pieces I started earlier today.
Illustration by MH
There it is, I stumbled on an idea and task and direction that made me smile. So off I go because it doesn’t involve a computer. I’ll return later with the daily writing prompt reply and maybe other inspiration.
Random Thoughts of the Day
I’m not sure if we change or we just see things more clearly over time.
There are a number of things from my youth I’m glad I left there. But there are some I’m glad I brought along to my later years.
I looked at a couple of Ocean City webcams today of the boardwalk/beach and if you can ignore the month we are in you can imagine its summer with the sunshine today.
Recognizing World Cancer Day by getting negative test results. Life is good.
The Daily writing prompt asks what is something on your “to-do list” that never gets done.
The first question is which to-do list are you inquiring about. I have several. My photography list, my art list, my home and yard list, my personal list to name a few.
I’m getting better at knocking things off the lists I’ve made. It helps me stay organized and avoid conflicts and maximize my time. I’ve learned to break some items down into manageable tasks.
The one thing that I haven’t gotten done in years is to carve a path and grade it with stone to my lower back yard so I can get the tractor down there instead of push cutting that hill. Maybe this year?
There is one more thing that I have been slack on getting to, and that is visiting my parents gravesite in recent months. I’ll have to cure that soon.
A Sunday morning visit is in order. Photo by Mike Hartley
When life comes together and you feel that inspiration or surge of energy or clearness of thought its a great start to any day. And it feels like one of those great ones today. Health is everything and the morning has been good.
Musician on Main St in Annapolis. Photo by Mike Hartley
I was going to say its good to have appreciation for the simple things but health is anything but simple.
Life has turned into one endless series of tests. Ones that results sometime cause such relief, excitement and exultation like an umpire calling strike 3. Turning to the side, dropping to one knee and extending his left arm and then drawing it back while throwing the right fist forward to punch out the batter. (figuratively not physically)
And when the test results are the other way it completely changes your world. Things that were important a couple minutes before fade like a distant memory. Desires set aside years ago become priorities. Having had a few scares like that I’m focused on living those desires and dreams now.
But there are a few weeks each year that pending results kind of preoccupy my thoughts. I had gotten pretty good managing the daemons of the mind years ago after my first cancer, then a second cancer that didn’t go away after surgery and needed further treatment.
I thought I was free but test every 3, 6 or 9 months for years now tell me the doctors aren’t convinced.
Each day forward from there has been a sense of urgency never felt before. Desires to return to what I was I thought I might want to do in life before I took on a career in Newspapers. I was able to finally push work down the list. And a lot of other things.
My goal then was to make it to retirement and enjoy those years. So here we are and I enjoyed my first month immensely. I’m working hard at my passions. But here I am waiting for test results again. Trying to fight the instinct to stop creating and waste time wondering, worrying or wilting.
My thoughts become scattered. I sometime don’t finish listening to a song that I love before my mind will wander. I catch part of a conversation. I daydream and lose focus. A sudden onset of Attention Deficit Disorder.
The fight for control and to regain positive thoughts, creative energy and hard work. Because hard work in passions is good therapy for anything that ails you. So its back to work tonight I go.
Random Thoughts of the Day
Now that I’m reading more I enjoy moving my mothers bookmark along each time now.
I miss playing ping-pong. I’m going to have to do something about that.
When I listen to the Beatles music it takes me back to Art class in high school because our teacher would play them all day. I believe he used to start first period with “Here Comes the Sun” Thanks Mr. Perrine.
When I listen to RUSH I miss two people. A good friend of ours, Dan and Neil Peart.
What is my favorite thing to cook ask the writing prompt of the day.
I like to cook most anything on a grill, meat, seafood, vegies and even some fruit like pineapple. But since it asks for a favorite I’ll go with Seafood.
Scallops on the grill. Photo by Mike Hartley
This question reminds me I need to photograph some shrimp skewers the next time I grill them.
Some fresh caught Rockfish from the Chesapeake Bay and topped with crabmeat about to go on the grill. Photo by Mike Hartley
I have a great salmon marinade and love that on the grill also with some light smoke. Now I’m hungry.
Reminder – if you are fortunate enough to have a full stomach each day think of those who don’t and maybe make a donation to your local food bank please.
After a few days of medical stuff, I’m FREE, just in time to kick off a new month and a new spirit. So off I go again to chart a new course. It’s been a very productive day for just regaining my energy again. We lost internet here for about an hour today, so I just substituted some reading.
I’m thinking about Rockfish season already. Photo by Mike Hartley
I made some prints for a friend with a family member who isn’t well. I’ve worked on several prints for my family wall and hope to start my Ellicott City prints this evening.
Life has been good to me on this first day of the month. I’m declaring victory and calling it a day.
Write about your first computer. So asks the daily writing prompt.
I believe my first home computer was either an IBM 8086 or 8088, I had gotten from the job. I had touched computers at work before this but they were proprietary systems. But that IBM was my first home computer for a short time before switching.
This was the oldest shot I could find of a home computer of mine. About 10 years after my first computer. This was a Mac II ci on my fathers redwood desk that I still use today. The desk, not the computer. Photo by my Better Half.
That and a hand me down Mac Plus and its just kept going and going from there. Kind of fun to witness the growth of computers being an IT person, and at the same time working in the publishing industry and watching how that revolutionized it.
Having just finished my career and the pleasure of working on hundreds of UNIX servers from IBM, many running Oracle databases with storage systems from EMC and NetApp before I got out of that rat race and just became an Analyst (no on-call) for my last few years.
It was an incredible experience that I was lucky to catch a ride on in the timeframe it happened. It’s funny to remember back how slow those devices were in the beginning. If you sat a teenager in front of one now they would walk away from it in less than a minute because of its speed. Imagine if we had done that when they first came out.
An important lesson we learned back then. Good things come with patience.
Another lesson that has been somewhat lost is not giving up. We didn’t have the internet to find solutions. Hell the manuals were pretty incomplete and the limited numbers of people who knew anything at all were all scattered about without being able to connect. So we had to keep doing trial and error and learning from mistakes.
Even finding things the manufactures didn’t even know about along the way. And that is when you know you hit on something because engineers were all of a sudden available to you or mysteriously on site the next day sometimes.
I was blessed to work with many talented people along the way that helped and challenged me to be better all the time. And they have my sincere thanks.
Yes my hair did get longer, but its very short now and the beard is a bit grey. But I’m in better shape than that shot above, some 30+ years ago.
