The daily prompt wants to know – What experiences in life helped you grow the most?
I answered this question two years ago in a post called GROW and those observations are still true today, but I’ll add a few more below.
Playing sports.
Building my deck.
A few people I respect told me they saw something special in me. That I was capable of greater things than my current state and position.
The experience of grandchildren has allowed me to really relish the wonderful parts of children again without all the stress of raising and supporting them all over again. Well, we do spoil our grandchildren, so I guess in some ways we still support them.
I spoke about retirement in the first post about this question. I was only 2 months into retirement at that point. Now 2 years later it’s the gift of time in life that I’ve realized is so special. I feel more like myself again, not a bundle of stress running from one thing to the next. Well, I still do that now but with a smile on my face, because I’m doing the things I love.
I got to spend the day with my son and grandson attending a University of Maryland basketball game and then having a meal together. What a great time that was. That little guy makes me feel so loved. He wanted me to carry him a lot today and he sat on my lap almost the entire game. And he wanted to sit by me for the meal. Of course I had to share my milkshake with him.
Back to being a solo pilot. Photo by Mike Hartley
Unfortunately, Maryland didn’t win the game but I’m a winner today without a doubt. I hope I’m granted many more days together with all my children and grandchildren. This is a special week coming up also with another grandchild’s birthday celebration.
It’s also a week where the schedule is pretty open. We don’t get many of those weeks, so we had better take advantage of it. I know I’m making lots of plans already. Most of it is working on the hobbies.
A summer sunset in Ocean City MD. Photo by Mike Hartley
Photography Thoughts of the Day
I could make better use of my equipment. I don’t take my tripod and monopod with me enough and I’m getting older and less steady.
Putting more images up here and being less wordy is a goal. More of my original intention also.
I don’t have any editing tools to speak of. Just the Nikon NX crappy package that is available. And I don’t do much with that except the occasional crops and overall tonal adjustments if needed. I’m almost scared of getting something better because I don’t want to spend my days editing.
I guess I follow journalistic rules for the most part. If I alter a photo much, I’ll label it an illustration.
As far as the photo challenges go, I hope to participate in a few more than I do now, but I hate committing to more if I can’t be consistent at it.
This month I’m going to challenge myself to shoot much more each day.
Some days are just like that. Where that old saying “fit to be tied” gets thrown around. Be it too many lose ends at the job or home. Or projects at a standstill. Or that bill you know you paid but they are claiming is overdue.
Knot City. Photo by Mike Hartley
Is your body or mind fit to be tied? Not eating right. Not sleeping right. Too much stress. Zipping from one thing to another and then zipping back again.
Zippity do da. Photo by Mike Hartley
Are you at the end of your rope. Having trouble hanging on. Does the climb look too great. Is the wind blowing you off course.
Take the Climb. Photo by Mike Hartley
Well, hang on because that is just life. It’s what happens when you’re not having a good day. On the upside, you will have lots of company struggling with you.
I’ve always found it challenging to get out of a bind. To overcome a situation. To make that difficult payment over and over. To get over a loss.
But over time the sheer number of challenges takes its toll, and I find myself not wanting to deal with them as I used to.
Being a one-man band is both fun and challenging. It is also limiting in ways. Time to work on all the ideas and projects just runs out before they all can be accomplished. And I’ve now accepted that and it actually helps me prioritize better now.
The only limiting factor is how much I’m willing to do. And lately I’m finding I’m doing more. Not just blogging but in all facets of my work.
Skimming the waves of life. Photo by Mike Hartley
In ways we are all flying solo through life. I’ve been thinking about that and feeling it as of late.
I never was a gamer. I remember playing pong and a few other early games but nothing since really. The kids had some when they were young, but I didn’t play much at all.
I enjoyed pinball and foosball when I was younger. But mostly we were outside playing games in our youth. We made games up, we played traditional sports games. We rode bikes a lot before there were special bikes meant for riding trails and doing jumps. We road skateboards that were a flat piece of wood with wheels so thin it required massive skill just to stay on let alone do tricks with.
Store window in Ellicott City. Photo by Mike Hartley
I have nothing against the games except they aren’t done in moderation and mixed with other activities like getting outside and off the floor or couch. I’m glad my children found a good balance, and I think they will teach their children a good balance.
Maybe when I get very old and can’t get off the couch, I’ll take up gaming. Till then, I’ll pass.
This season is typically lacking the color we find in spring, summer, and fall. But occasionally it appears. It’s almost time to think about the last snow of the season. I see some mixed precipitation on Tuesday and I’m hoping that is it. We have had snow in March, but it isn’t that common and I’m so sick of the cold weather a really warm March would be nice.
Cardinals the other day. Photo by Mike Hartley
The last day of February is upon us. Not my most productive month but I’m somewhat satisfied with the effort. Hopefully I’ll emerge from hibernation soon and resume my nature shooting.
I don’t know what is on the agenda today and I’m afraid to look at the calendar or any of my to-do list. I’d like it to be one of those days where I just go with my flow and let my thoughts guide my actions.
Random Thoughts of the Morning
I see our lead IDIOT has now started another war we don’t need to be in.
I smile when I think about my grandchildren waking up and their big smiles.
It’s going to be an outside day today being it’s been so long since I’ve seen sunny and 63 degrees here.
My back hurts looking at the number of sticks and branches down in the yard that need to be picked up.
It’s odd having the house to myself overnight. My better half is at my son’s home watching his dog. She returns later today so things will be back to normal.
What I did enjoy was being able to listen to music through the speakers instead of having to use the headphones in the middle of the night when I’m usually up. I liked taking the trash out at 3am because that is when I remembered to do it and didn’t have to worry about waking her. I liked leaving all the dishes in or by the sink till I put them away an hour before she returns.
Having dinner at 10:30pm wasn’t an issue. I enjoyed having the bed to myself again, like I did when we were on two different sleep schedules. I danced through the house on my way to different rooms because I had music loud enough to hear throughout the house.
I used the Dremel tool in the middle of the night. Oh yeah, that reminds me. I usually crank up the temperature a few degrees when she’s gone for any length of time, but I always return it the previous setting well before she comes home.
I parked the cars in odd spots, which I’ll move back soon.
Well, let me do that and take the recycling out, bring the trash can in from the road, adjust the thermostat, take care of the dishes and pick up my clothes and take a shower. And that pile of shredding that I have to finish. I’ve been promising to vacuum the basement also.
And if I feel motivated, I must renew my tags and get the emissions test done on my car. I better get my behind in gear.
If you’re torn about issues. Pick up the pieces and move on. Photo by Mike Hartley
Random Thoughts of the Day
I’m taking a lot more pride in small gains. Because sometimes a lot of small gains add up.
With so many people I know passing in recent months, it really gets me busier every day.
Even though I might not add it each day I still feel Trump and his group of Nazi friends need to go. Now that idiot is going to get us in a war.
I see Holman has joined Mike Johnson in arguing with the Pope about the Catholic Religion. Talk about people feeling holier than thou.
What a night out with the boys. Lots of laughter, tacos, vacation discussions, fishing trip plans and solved a lot of the world’s problems. Unfortunately, the Maryland men’s basketball team didn’t come out with the victory, but we had a good time anyway.
Pony Up. Photo by Mike Hartley
A cloudy day so far so I’ll concentrate on indoor photography and painting. I will venture out, maybe the hardware store for some Dremel bits. I have to pick up a car from the garage.
I’m getting disgusted looking at the mess this office is. Well, it’s not horrible but it needs some maintenance.
This is going to be a good day. Even though I’m going to have to put the cover back on the car before the rain comes later.
Random Thoughts of the Day
Never order ribs when wearing a long sleeve shirt.
The commonality in my problems is me.
I’m thinking a new chair for my office is in the works.
I like the idea of getting Fisher’s popcorn, but I always eat all of it.
It would be nice to have a classic car. I’m working on one now. It’s turning 10 and I’m pretty sure I’ll be keeping it till I can’t drive anymore and then a few years more just to sit in it or have someone drive me around in it.
I can’t get enough of classic cars. Who knows, maybe I’ll pick one up someday. The designs, chrome, wheels were all so unique. In the 60s and 70s if 10 people saw a getaway car they could tell you the brand, year, model, color, 2 or 4 door, trim package and engine size because that was on an emblem on the side.
Today you would get – it was grey, maybe dark grey, maybe metallic, somewhere between a 2010 and 2026, couldn’t tell how many doors it had. It could have been a Nissan, Toyota, Hyundai, Subaru, Mazda, Kia or Honda something. It was a possible EV, Hybrid, Fuel sucker. If 10 people saw this getaway car they couldn’t agree if it was a sedan, crossover or SUV.
I didn’t start out with the intention of having so many car shots in the blog but I kind of like hanging out at the shows, getting ideas about paint colors I like and modifications. And then dreaming about an old muscle car sitting in the driveway next to the Miata.
But that would lead to all kinds of problems because then I would have to modify the muscle car. And then get a trailer for it. Oh, and buy a pickup to tow it to events of some distance. Well, hey, I can dream.
I’ll be happy if I can keep that current car running for a long time. Because after driving it this evening for the first time in a month, it’s one of my great joys.
This green bottle used to be my penny jar. The light coming through my office window one morning cast its shadow. Almost looks like a painting.
Sometimes the simplest shots are right in front of us. It’s funny the difference some days make. There are days I struggle to find what I like or any opportunity to get something good. Other days I wander and just turn and fire, low and behold I come home with a wealth of images.
I guess that is that natural ebb and flow of luck and energy and the right time and right place.
Photo by Mike Hartley
I didn’t get as much shooting done yesterday as I hoped. Today is another opportunity, but one challenged by chores and tasks. Also, a Maryland game to watch later and a few miles on the treadmill. And the other list I haven’t checked yet could probably fill a few more days so off I go for a bit.
Random Thoughts of the Day
My fun machine (Miata) is in the shop. Getting prepared for the spring driving season. It will be 10 years old in another 40 days. I’ve left it stock this entire time. I hear change is good.
Can’t listen to the divider and chief. I’ll read the transcript.
I’m jealous of a good friend escaping to the warm weather of Florida this weekend.
I’ve let my multitasking skills lapse a bit but I’m getting my act together.
Meet the new boss, same as the old boss. I was in my workroom and a piece of wood with a knot had overlayed some templates I was using for a mug carving project for a friend who likes The Who. It caught my attention. I moved it just slightly and grabbed a shot.
I should have moved that drop light, but it did create a nice shadow around him and then the guitar in the darkness.
I was going through and editing/housecleaning/organizing some of my photo vault and came across this photo. I was going to trash it when I said to myself, what the hell, give it a shot. It was taken in Annapolis MD on a day with my daughter.
I was trying to come up with the best caption for whatever this is.
Is this a doorman saying – no man, you aren’t coming inside with those dogs.
Maybe an odor problem?
The act of washing Jesus’s feet.
Prep for foot modeling job.
Just cool your jets, the new sneakers will be here soon.
Like the parking space says, visitor from another time period. Just like me. I’m a drop top man also but this ride is a little too heavy for me. It is a color my daughter would like though.
Good day all. That sun this morning is inspiring me to get moving. And then I opened the door and that cold 20 something degree temp hit me. I will still venture out but I don’t see much time in that cold.
Won’t be long till the car shows crank up again and I’ll be out early on Saturday or Sunday mornings with all the other motorheads appreciating the works of automotive art and performance.
Let me get moving here and go collect some fresh images.
I feel my intensity building. And no better time than now to funnel it into some action. My furnace is stoked and I’m ready to cook.
Music had slipped out of my daily routine for a while, but I’m made the proper course correction, and the dust is off the speakers and headphones. That always releases some good feelings and a smile. And when the weather changes and the car stereo is on with the top-down life will be great again.
Photo by Mike Hartley
I’ve got a few dozen new images to upload to the photo site and some blogs there to catch up on. As well as a lot of them here on WordPress I haven’t been keeping up with properly. Not out of obligation, I enjoy your work.
I’ve got a lot of alone time to fill today. I see some sunshine in the forecast, so I think I’ll head out with the camera and capture a fresh set of doors for this Thursday’s challenge. As well as filling some other holes in the portfolio.
Time to fire off this computer and accomplish something.
Random Thoughts of the Day
I enjoy political cartoons.
You can find great happiness in others. Just don’t make that the only reason you are happy.
What you choose to create and for who is unique to you.
I’m warm and toasty inside despite that nastiness outside. Just heard the plow come through.
Alone again in the office looking at some prints I made earlier and what wall they will go on. Thinking of venturing outside and taking some pictures. Then again after opening the door and catching some of that wind, I’m rethinking the expedition.
Thanks to OC Webcams
I was watching the webcams in Ocean City Maryland and many of them went offline last night with that blizzard. Any drink you order there will be a frozen one. Got this snapshot above from the 94th Street cam overlooking Coastal Highway just before daylight.
Photo by Mike Hartley
If I’m lucky, I can see myself wearing a path between my front door and the beach this year. And many points in between because I’d like to do a lot of Eastern Shore of Maryland photography. There are many great small towns and waterways to explore.
That will also serve the dual purpose of having the fun of getting to and from those destinations in my Miata. I can’t explain how much fun that has been to drive.
Zoom Zoom. Photo by Mike Hartley
Random Thoughts of the Day
Yesterday was another day of missed opportunities. But feeling better about today. .
Sometimes being nocturnal feels more natural.
If I had the room, I was thinking of adding a heavy bag (boxing) to my office.
It’s lonely in here at times no matter how much I talk to myself.
The picture of the flower above is for balance. I might have some snow, fog and rain pictures soon.
Just doing my part to put a brighter face on a sloppy day. Old man winter is telling me I better get a snowblower and hang up the shovel or there will be hell to pay. I guess this last decade of just dustings gave me a false sense of security. I just looked outside and the snow is beginning in earnest.
Natures Fireworks. Photo by Mike Hartley
Just about time to head upstairs and prepare dinner. I’ve met my goal of cooking a few times this week and hope to build on that this coming week. I’ll have to get a few new ideas for our feast.
I see the Lakers and Celtics play tonight. The time when you would say that you would have a major viewing event is long past. While both teams are good and the Celtics could compete for a championship, the Lakers would need a miracle to make the Finals. I might catch a few minutes, but I’d rather work on my hobbies.
I’m on a roll building out my photo site more this past week and hope to continue that effort. Now if I could devote some time to the easel and woodwork, I’d be smiling ear to ear.
It doesn’t feel like a late Sunday afternoon. The kids are probably excited that the prospect of school tomorrow is fading away with every snowflake. And parents are wondering what we are going to do for childcare because work is still going to expect staff tomorrow morning.
My only responsibility is to check to make sure that the snow isn’t getting too deep tonight where I have to do it in two sessions. Other than that, I wake early to do my hobbies and that is so sweet not to have to think about fighting the elements if I don’t want to. I really should get out and take some snow pictures though. These bright flowers are a bit out of season here.
I was going through some of my parent’s old photos and found this one of an intersection. It was very familiar to me because I drove through it for almost 3 decades coming home from work in Washington DC. It’s the intersection of Georgia Avenue and Colesville Road/Route 29 looking northbound in Silver Spring Maryland.
By the age of the cars, I’m guessing this was shot in the 1950s. Check the Silver theater on the top right of center.
Route 29 North. Photo by my parents.
Here is a shot I took one night on the way to work about a decade ago of that same theater.
When I feel I’m losing my grip, I turn inward and try to recover. Such is today’s feeling. I’ve got to get back to creating some new work. I’ve started with some music and some visual inspiration from various artists this morning.
Jaws of life. Keeping things turning. Photo by Mike Hartley
I just put the camera on the tripod and have a few ideas to execute once I clear and make some studio space. Tonight, might be an opportunity to do some night snow shooting depending on the depth we are getting. Maybe some cooking shots while preparing dinner. I missed a good opportunity Friday night when I had all those red, orange and yellow peppers cut up and grilled.
When I get stuck, I stop seeing opportunities to create. I’m getting better at getting unstuck but I’m human and depression has always followed me. Waiting for the opportunity to block me at every turn. It prevents proper rest. It twists thoughts. I neglect my body maintenance. I feel guilty about what I haven’t accomplished instead of forging ahead.
Time to shake it off and get moving again. Some time on the treadmill, being I neglected that yesterday is a good way to start. Double up today’s walk to make up for the slackness.
Nothing like walking outside in the summer and smelling the flowers in bloom. I’m having trouble waiting for spring let alone summertime. I guess I’ll just have to dream for a few more weeks at least.
Music has had my mind racing all day. And it’s got as many ebbs and flows as the ridges in this flower. I can’t get at ease and that’s affecting production. I’ve got a few things done today but not much that I’m really excited about. Yeah, some essential chores, but nothing on the creative front I’m happy with so far.
I’m out of balance on several fronts. As I pulled the cover off my car today and started it to charge the battery that frustration of not being able to use it as I’d like due to the season and melting snow/salt covering the highways. I miss the enjoyment and freedom that toy gives me.
I blew off some of my exercise time today which wasn’t smart because that could be one reason the body feels tense. I haven’t picked up the camera all day Saturday and that is pretty much a failure.
The thought of having to shovel wet snow later today isn’t doing anything to improve my attitude. I will get through it and the winds on Monday and power through the week ahead with a renewed effort and mindset.
Random Thoughts of the Day
Maryland’s men’s basketball team got a nice win.
Some instrumental tunes can say a lot.
Don’t you just love people who can look you in the eye and lie.
I’m really going to be depressed when my grandchildren get old enough when they don’t run to my arms.
Not quite, but close. It would be nice to be back in Florida, instead of looking out on my yard of mud that was snow-covered till yesterday and about to be recovered with snow tomorrow. So, I’ll make the best of a cold situation. Why not start searching out what next year’s warm weather escape will be.
This year’s trip was kind of a spur of the moment one. My brother in-law and his wife had just taken a trip to Hawawi and that triggered the thought in both of us to say why not escape for a few days.
Photo by Mike Hartley
We looked at the southwest coast of Florida, but that area is still recovering so we went eastside to Fort Lauderdale. Specifically, the town of Lauderdale by The Sea.
And the beach was beautiful and open as can be on the first and second day there. By Friday people were elbow to elbow. The pool was far less crowded and warmer.
Photo by Mike Hartley
One of the nice things I remember about the trip was the complements we received on how nice we were compared to the locals. We were told they have some major attitude of entitlement. And I guess all that money there plays right into that hand.
I thought the cars were impressive. Watching these monsters of the sea go by like cabs was something else. Photo by Mike Hartley
One other thing that struck me in this area was the drivers. Holy crap, they are some aggressive sons of bitches. And that is saying something because I drive in the DC/Baltimore corridor. I didn’t see the signs, but I think there is an unwritten rule to test your horn at every intersection. And I guess NASCAR has moved the preliminary qualifying races to the streets. You didn’t see this action in the downtown area but a mile from the beach it was green flag racing.
It’s a town I’m glad I visited and would recommend to others. Great beaches and good restaurants all within walkable distance and there is a free shuttle around town. The open-air dining was perfect for the weather we had. The grandkids and kids liked their gifts and we were very relaxed. I do know Florida is a little to MAGA in my face and probably won’t be down for many more visits. The Caribbean has caught my interest and might be my next winter destination.
Got some Northern Cotton in bloom. And no, I’m not looking forward to more snow on Sunday. I had better make good use of today then and do a few things with the cars that need attention.
Music has been guiding me today. Very introspective afternoon and evening on Friday. Some of the lyrics have really hit home. Some of the hard driving cords have me kind of pumped up. Which is good because I’m hitting the treadmill in a few minutes. And then some light weights.
I’m on a daily routine with it now like I am blogging so it’s just adding to the frequency and intensity of my workout.
You can Go, you can Stop, you can proceed with Caution. Personally, I’m on GO today and I see no reason to change that in the future. I had my grandson and son visit today. The young one is on GO+, with endless energy. He will be 4 years old this summer and I love this age.
They are so curious and fun and imaginative. We played, ate lunch and talked up a storm. Fixed dinner for my better half and now back to the computer. I think I’m going to try cooking all weekend.
Sounds like Caution may be the word of the weekend weather with either a blizzard or dusting on its way Sunday. That might Stop some plans but not mine. I’m going for it this weekend on several fronts. One is hoping to be more active here with some fresh images and thoughts.
So, caution to the wind. Full speed ahead.
Random Thoughts of the Day
The more you get inside yourself, the more you discover. Some of it gives me pause.
For those about to rock, we salute you.
There is what I did yesterday, what I do today and what I hope to do tomorrow.
Could there be? Could there be a glimmer of hope for just a little sunshine before the rain comes today. I don’t think it’s asking too much. I need that inspiration. I need that warmth. I need it to dry things out and continue the ice melt. I need it to see so I can put air in my tire that is low today.
I need you so I can walk outside again instead of the many miles on the treadmill.
Sunrises get the day moving. Photo by Mike Hartley
My friends were pointing out that sunrise used to be the end of my day. Yes, that was true. I saw many a sunrise on the way home from work. Sometimes I’d go to bed in the morning and sometimes closer to noon. And once a week, I’d see the sunrise twice in a 24-hour waking period when I would transition back from day shift to nights.
They were also laughing at my ability to eat whatever at any time of the day or night. That comes from years of eating at all hours of the day and night.
Boy this snow and ice is stubborn. Refusing to melt off till this week. Trouble is when it does it’s going to look like hell outside. Brown yards and salt covered streets. I hope we are finished with the snow for the season myself. I’m ready to pull the cover off the car and feel that warm sunshine beating down on me.
I’ve got to reach out to someone important tonight and try to brighten their day. Then again, I’m still working on myself this fine Tuesday afternoon. I’ve put a few miles on the treadmill and tried to get comfortable, but the spasms won’t let up for long.
Walking has really helped with my back pain. So, I’ll try some more this evening.
The slight warming today did nothing for me with all that snow still on the ground. Photo by Mike Hartley
A few chores and tasks have been completed today. Unfortunately, the list is as plentiful as the number of sunflower seeds in the above bloom.
Wishing I was as productive as yesterday. I must take advantage of this evening to feel like it’s been a good effort today.
All these responsibilities when we return home suddenly reappear. And it’s my better half who has by far been the busiest. Taking a week off from the normal routine has a way of paying itself back.
Let me set sail from this computer chair, surfing through some of my old photo galleries and instead sit with the paint brush for a few moments at the easel.
Feeling tight this morning. The body is constricted and therefore the mind isn’t free. Let’s see if we can work things out. The treadmill hasn’t helped so far. Neither has some stretching. Trying round two of both of those with some light dumbbells to hopefully work out the kinks.
It sort of feels like a rude cloudbank creating a lot of turbulence that bounced me around too much.
Rumbling through the morning so far. Photo by Mike Hartley
Monday was very productive. Uploaded a few series of shots of a local town I had missed before and filled out a better look at that little slice of Maryland. I’m going through my vault each day and trying to find things I haven’t uploaded to the photo site before. That is one of my priorities each day this year.
Once I’m satisfied, I’ve got most of my good stuff there and organized and presented correctly I’ll start making more references to it here. The Canon printer was also active on Monday so there are some new images to hang on the family and friend walls.
Accomplished some editing from the Florida shooting and will finish and upload that later today.
But I’d really like to spend some time painting and photographing. So let me get up from this keyboard and back to addressing feeling better.
Random Thoughts of the Day
Oh crap, tax season.
Oh my, Tuesday already.
Oh jeez, I’ve heard enough politics for the day already.
Found a small series of shots that I had bypassed before. Probably because the images aren’t the sharpest, but the subject is very nice. I believe this is a Northern Flicker but please correct me if I’m mistaken. I’m no bird expert.
If my eyes were better I would use autofocus less.
Nature photography is something that requires patience.
I still make the mistake of not shooting enough when doing nature shots. That limitation in my head from the old film days.
I love it when I can get a half decent image.
Some days I feel like this myself.
Some subjects can be so shy.
Let me lift off and see what I can capture today.
But others will give you portrait shots all day long.
A rainy and dreary day in Central Maryland. I wasn’t looking for something bright and sunny but as I was sorting through some old shots, I found this one I was about to trash. The focus isn’t as sharp as some other ones in the series I used but I do like the softness.
My better half pointed out how infrequently I’m relaxed this past week. And she is right. I guess it’s a mixture of things through my history. I won’t bore you with that mess but it’s something I need to work on.
Exercise again has reminded me that it is a good form of letting the body cycle and relax. My hobbies relax me but there are times I neglect them.
Just sitting and taking in life on a warm beach for a few moments this past week kind of restored my balance because of the stress this winter season puts on me. Returning to the snow still on the ground wasn’t the greeting I was hoping for but maybe we are about to turn the corner on the season.
We love our home and being here. We also discovered we like being away a bit also. So maybe a better balance this year will be a good way to relax. We aren’t world travelers. Southern Florida was the furthest we have been from home in decades and that’s less than a thousand miles.
Maybe not putting myself in stressful situations. Eating better and spending time with positive people.
There is one thing I probably won’t ever relax about. The wellbeing and happiness of my children and grandchildren. That is unless we are on a family vacation and they are all right in front of me eating ice cream in Ocean City. Then I’m relaxed.
I think I’ll relax tonight with a good evening’s rest.
Random Thoughts of the Day
Remembering an old friend who passed way too young.
I had to put my shorts back away from our trip south, which was depressing, knowing it’s another month or two till they are needed again.
Blogging has become such a daily habit with me, I missed it when I was away. Both creating and reading. But a break is always good once in a while.
It’s been a productive day.
Congratulations on the Lady Terps victory over Ohio State today. Great comeback.
Nothing Is Easy – At least that is what the song title says of an old Jethro Tull classic. But I think it holds true in real life for anything that is important. Sitting on the beach and listening to the waves is easy. Getting vacation time and money to go to the beach, dealing with the drive and traffic isn’t.
I told my son about it (nothing is easy) because he was thinking about getting some property when he moved to a new home. He was being a good Son and helping me in my yard at the time. I emphasized how much work it can be and having to pay someone for it wasn’t going to be easy. I didn’t say it to dissuade him but to enlighten him.
When we moved to this home, I didn’t think a bit over an acre was too much property. And it’s not if you’re a young man and don’t have the money to pay someone else.
I didn’t ask the kids for much help in the yard when they were growing up. I wanted them to have the time to be children and pursue their own interests. Yeah, sometimes that was just playing, but that was fine with me also. In one sense that didn’t prepare them for their own properties but then again, they will have lots of time to learn it. And from what I’ve seen so far, they won’t have any problems with it.
They have already learned having a career isn’t easy. They have been at it for about a decade and a half now and found out a lot about work and life. Work takes up a tremendous amount of time and energy. It’s not always fair in many aspects. You learn a lot about people that you didn’t know.
The kids saw their grandparents’ bodies and minds fail and now they are seeing us age, and nothing is easy about that from either perspective.
Choosing good friends isn’t easy. Getting the right exercise isn’t easy. Eating healthy isn’t easy. Being in love isn’t easy. Being a parent isn’t easy. Being a good friend, lover, partner, parent, son, professional isn’t easy but it’s worthwhile.
You might think of term Easy Rider when seeing this picture. Having ridden a bit, there isn’t anything easy about that either, but it’s a hell of a lot of fun just like all those other things in life.
Bike by Harley Davidson. Photo by Mike Hartley
More Random Thoughts of the Day
The best day of working around the home is one where family are helping out.
Sometimes I miss my deceased family pets very badly.
The phrase “come play with me Papa” is music to my ears.
Shot this on a foggy morning in Bethany Beach. Photo by Mike Hartley
Often, I feel like I lose my way. Be it not focusing on what’s important now or finding ways to sidetrack myself. I’m torn between wanting to work on my hobbies 12 hours a day and kicking back and relaxing most of the day.
I try my best each day, but I know I’m not as productive as I would like to be at times. Finding a balance and being happy at the same time is tough. I still beat myself up when I relax too much or perceive that I have.
Random Thoughts of the Day
I’m worrying less about retaining as much information as I used to.
What is one man’s junk is another’s riches. As I look at my junk thinking I have riches.
I can’t figure out why I never needed a space heater till I got old.
Keeping spirits up for a friend who’s struggling is a good feeling.
Coming from a generation that used these, I have a better perspective and patience when I experience computer issues. I think back to when I began with computers and the waiting time to do things. And I wonder if things are being dismissed now out of how long it takes to do something.
A classic IBM Smith-Corona in Ellicott City store window. Photo by Mike Hartley
I’m feel the art of craftmanship is being lost. I think of how the process of something like photography has changed just since I started. Unloading film in the dark onto reels, pouring chemicals in and out, taking the negatives to the enlarger, moving exposed paper from tray to tray of chemicals under the red lights in a darkroom.
In some ways that attention to all the details and all the steps involved along the way made that final image something special. I guess growing up in a generation where everything was printed, I kind of still default to that in my photography. Yes, I have a photo site but making prints is what excites me.
I worry that so much could be lost on people’s electronic devices that much history could disappear. Plus, I like seeing images on walls and not just paint.
I still have thousands of slides to get digitized from my parent’s years. And prints made from the best of those. And I just looked over at my printer and thought I had better end this and get that device rolling.
I enjoy participating in the weekly Thursday Doors challenge created by Dan Antion. For those who love entrances, exits and the buildings and art that surrounds them 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.
Shots from the same town for 3 weeks in a row, sorry about the repetition. Yep, I had to go to the vault again but no more after this week. I’m going outside again to a new town and will have fresh doors next week.
Pretty much fitting for this country now. A door on the left and one on the right.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Nothing a little love can’t fix.
Photo by Mike Hartley
This small town of Ellicott City is an endless source of material.
We all have them. None of us are exactly alike. How we deal with our differences is often the issue. In the last few months, it seems like I’ve encountered an increasing number of differences with people. Some, that I used to overlook, but now are much harder to accept.
I don’t know if it’s age and a growing lack of tolerance for BS or maybe I’m just noticing the differences more and accepting them less. Maybe it’s because differences have turned into non-negotiable points with some people. Like it or leave it sort of mentality.
Could be those around me are also getting older and struggling with differences also compounding situations.
Maybe I’m the one who’s different and people are just less accepting of it now.
Or maybe others are just more front and center in my face now.
For today, I’ll pick get a haircut and look a little different.
Had to get a different color flower in the shoot. Photo by Mike Hartley
I think it’s something old in me that makes me think every time I need a haircut or trim my beard, should I let it go. Should I let it down past the shoulders again, or bring back the burly beard?
I hadn’t trimmed the beard in a while, so it was getting thick and a bit long. I looked in the mirror with trimmers in hand motionless. Do I skip it and let it grow long? Do I change the setting to a longer setting than I normally use?
Damn, this happens to me every time. Same with the haircut. I start with stupid crap like thinking of the money you could save. Think of how good that long hair felt in my teens, 20s and 30s. I never went the tattoo or piercing routes so maybe that was the rebel in me.
I haven’t cared much what others thought of my style except my better half, and she is tolerant with me. The only thing that stops me is the time in between it takes getting long again. I remember letting it go during Covid and it still wasn’t near being long again.
Plus, I do remember the extra care and it being a pain in the wind. So, I guess we’re sticking with the short cut and neatly trimmed beard.
I try to be consistent. Like the waves hitting the shore. Some days smoothly, some days with thunder. But every day, every few seconds we break onshore. Blogging is one thing that keeps me consistent. Trying to get new images for it keeps me consistent.
I’m much more pleased with the images I share than the words. I wish I could express my thoughts more clearly at times and come up with interesting and witty topics/subjects.
Photo by Mike Hartley
I think it’s partially because I’m confused as to what I want to do and accomplish. In some ways the blog is a lot of fun and play. In other ways it’s kind of serious to me. I don’t mind doing it in obscurity for the most part. I do it for the few that might come across it and see or read something they like, a few family members and a very few friends who look at it and mainly for myself.
In some ways it’s like a daily challenge. I go through other blogs reading and gazing at wonderful words and images. And I think to myself I want to be part of that and see if something I create works. In other ways it’s practice for the book I hope to write for my kids someday.
Occasionally blogging is for my own therapy. Maybe expressing some things or thoughts that are part of me. It certainly helps me start the day right and in better spirits. Well, most days. Blogging inspires me to read more and open my mind. It allows me to see places and learn about them that I won’t get a chance to visit and see in my lifetime.
I do know one thing. I’ve been inside for far too long and I’m getting out this week and will have a ton of new shooting to share.
Random Thoughts of the Day
I see we tied the record low temp for this day at 3 degrees this morning. Not a record I like to see tied or broken.
It’s much easier to know people now by just listening to them.
A great opportunity is before all of us. We can fix things.
It’s surprising how few friendships last a lifetime.
Taking daily meds is how I keep track of the day of the week.
Go ahead, set the bar high for yourself. That way you’re doing it for yourself and not someone else. And by choosing what you set the bar for, success is more likely.
Riding high. Photo by Mike Hartley
Doing a bit of a reset myself. I’ve been frozen like this weather in my progress. This coming week that all changes.
Random Thoughts of the Day
I just realized how many choices I’ve made already in the short time I’ve been awake, and it’s scary.
From Washington Post hero to zero in a little over a decade. Nice stewardship.
I’m surprised at how some are surprised that Trump posted something racist. Duhh
Dogs have so much love. And I’m a loving person. But it can get annoying.
There is a collective sigh of pain from a lot of people who worked at The Washington Post.
With the feels like temp at -18 degrees when I started this post, I think this might not be the season yet for this guy. But I’m dreaming of warmer weather soon. I have to think of warmer weather with that cold wind whipping outside.
Adding some color to this colorless season of winter. Photo by Mike Hartley
Thankfully we have been able to stay under power today. The lights flickered once or twice but that was it. I do see lots of branches and sticks that will need picking up once the big melt comes along. That won’t be today unfortunately or anytime soon unfortunately.
My friends have been talking about spending more time in a warmer climate. Easier said than done for some of us. I don’t have the money for a second home or to live in another spot for a few months out of the year. And that is okay because I’m not sure I’d want to own a home in Florida for instance.
Insurance for storms, upkeep, renting it when not in use are all headaches I don’t need. Plus, I’m not a big fan of flying and that is too long of a drive to do on any regular basis.
We have settled on a few trips here and there. But till then, we endure.
Random Thoughts of the Day
I never knew it could be this cold out with bright sunshine.
I see the publisher of The Washington Post resigned. In the 2 years since I’ve been gone you and JB have pretty much destroyed that publication. Should look good on your resume Will.
The house is filled with smells from the kitchen as snack day gets underway.
MAGA cheering against our Olympic team because they hold a different political view is typical of the intolerance of anyone who holds a different view than theirs.
Yesterday I saw a note about an old high school classmate who passed. It was kind of surprising because I saw her for the first time since high school at our 50th reunion. She looked healthy and was even on the walk the day after the reunion.
I got a chance to talk a little bit with her at the reunion. After the walk around the lake the next morning everyone was going over to Whole Foods for a snack before splitting up again. I ran over to my car and got two pictures I had found in my old HS yearbook. One was her and one was for another old friend who grew up the street from me.
The shot of Helen was from when I did yearbook photography, and it was of her with the homecoming court because she was the Homecoming Queen. She was in her cheerleader uniform because it was halftime at a football game where they were announcing the homecoming court for our senior year.
When I caught up, she was still walking up outside, and I gave her the shot. It was black and white and only 5×7, but she looked deeply at it for a bit, slowing her walk substantially. 50 years ago, is a lot to look back at yourself. She looked up and smiled and said thank you and started to hand it back to me, but I said it was hers. She slowly slid it into her purse, and we joined a number of friends in the food court for lunch.
We talked a little there and went our own ways. I wonder if she was sick then and not sharing it with anyone. She looked good so I didn’t suspect a thing. But a lot of us have been through some trials and face things while looking completely or almost normal. But for some reason her death less than 3 months after seeing and sharing with her startled me a bit.
I’m glad I was able to catch up with her, hopefully the picture gave her a few more smiles. I just downloaded the group shot that was taken at the end of the reunion. I looked at her face and many others. I saw people that day that were very at ease with each other. None of that teenage awkwardness. People introducing spouses, discussing careers and retirement, catching up and sharing names and events with laugher. Hugs and handshakes, goodbye again not thinking we won’t be here tomorrow.
Seems like yesterday we entered high school and then graduated. Seems like yesterday that I retired, went to my high school reunion and remembered.
So thankful for the reminder of how precious each day is and hoping to make the best of it today and tomorrow if I’m granted such a gift. Rest easy Helen.
The daily writing prompt asks – Do you need a break? From what?
The easy answer is yes, I need a break and it’s from the weather. The feels like temp is 4 degrees and that is probably the warmest it’s going to be today. The 24-mph wind right now is expected to double which is going to make exposed skin dangerous. I really need a break from the wind over the next 12 hours so the power will stay on.
I also need a break from politics but taking one is dangerous because things move very fast right now.
I need to take a break from TV. I need to take a break from eating sweets. I need to take a break from negative people. I need to take a break from the routine. I need to take a break from being inside (when it warms up) and be outside with nature. I need to take a break from reading online and pick up a book more.
Deer taking a break. I feel for anything that has to be outside today. Photo by Mike Hartley
I’m enjoying participating in the weekly Thursday Doors challenge created by Dan Antion for those who love entrances, exits and the buildings and art that surrounds them. The wonderful contributions from everywhere will delight. Share your own link in the comments on Dan’s weekly Door’s page.
These were shot around the town of Ellicott City Maryland. The same place last week’s images were taken but from a different year.
Looks like a house built with a prank door.
Rather strange images in the windows and doors. Photo by Mike Hartley
I know there is a door around here somewhere!
If that door had teeth, it would bite you. Photo by Mike Hartley
This establishment moved up the street a few years ago and is still thriving in a larger spot.
Maybe the trains that would pass right next to them got to be too much. Photo by Mike Hartley
Our County Welcome Center. Greetings
This used to be the Ellicott City Post Office. Photo by Mike Hartley
This is a sad one. Closed after 50 years of fine dining in December. Tersiguel’s
We’ve had the pleasure of dining here before. Thank you. Photo by Mike Hartley
I worked at The Washington Post for 26 years. The former Miracle on 15th Street. Yesterday’s news of layoffs by the hundreds of people hurt to hear. I saw people I knew on LinkedIn yesterday saying they were some of the affected and putting their names and skills out there for new jobs. And what a time and industry to be looking for work.
In my opinion, Jeff Bezos had some guts in the beginning but then lost his nerve and bent the knee to Trump. And in its wake is the remnants of a once proud institution. And if it continues on its present course will soon be a complete non-factor. Wonder what happened to that golden touch.
But then again, he didn’t lose his golden touch, he’s continued to get much, much richer. The Post is just a pawn to keep those other ventures thriving. It’s a sacrificial lamb. He knows nothing about the business or integrity or truth. The Washington Post is like a nickel and penny and some lint in his pocket.
It is my opinion that he missed a very important and special opportunity to change history. He could have led the change. But no, he chose to follow the path he’s always taken. Chase that $$$. Hey, nobody is perfect. It would have taken a lot of courage to tell the narcissist with dementia to shove it and then compete with his lies. But of all the people on earth in a position and opportunity to do that, you didn’t.
Hey, I understand, new wife. You can push off on one of I guess many ocean-going vessels or planes and leave this country anytime you want. It’s an easy call not to want to deal with the crazies in this country. Why put yourself in danger of the extremist that would take your challenge like general on the other side leading the charge against them.
But even with all that said, maybe if you didn’t back the movie Melania, you could have saved these layoffs. If you have no future intentions to let the Post regain its integrity, mission and place in the industry, please consider selling to someone who is.
I just hoped if I were in your shoes I would have made a different choice.
To those losing their jobs. My heart goes out to you and your families. I wish you much luck and success in your future.
Lobby of the old Washington Post building. Photo by Mike Hartley
The daily prompt is asking me to – Describe your most ideal day from beginning to end. I did a post on this question 2 years ago called Ideal Day, that is still pretty much my fantasy ideal day. But I’ll update it with the below.
My ideal day is today. It’s just beginning and I have no idea what is in store for me. I try to make each day the ideal day. I’ve had that mindset for a little while now. I don’t go into every day like that, but I do usually come around and make part of the day ideal.
My ideal day includes seeing my children. But if I can’t I still think about them and look at pictures of them and write them. And while it’s not like seeing them it still makes the day ideal for me because we are sharing.
My ideal day starts with being able to wake up and get upright. If I got those two things, I got the day by the horns.
Sometimes there is no end to my ideal day. For instance, yesterday ran into this morning which made yesterday great.
When you can appreciate a day, you have had an ideal day.
If you’ve felt loved, it’s been an ideal day.
If your stomach didn’t ache with hunger, it’s been an ideal day.
If you were able to help someone it’s been an ideal day.
I could go on and on about all the wonderful things that make an ideal day. I remember once having the most brutal day when nothing was going right. I got out of my car after a brutal drive home from work. The sun had risen an hour earlier. My neighbor’s garden that is on the edge of our yard was loaded with butterflies. I went over and stood there just watching and actually got one to crawl on my finger. It wasn’t the ideal day at all. But the last couple minutes by that garden allowed me to get a good night’s rest.
I hope you all have an ideal day today.
Ocean City sunrise on one of my ideal days. Photo by Mike Hartley
Some views I always return to. This former lighthouse was a place we have stayed a few times before. Like everything the price has gone up a bit, and it’s been a while since we have been back. When it’s just the two of us, I’ll always check the rates before heading down. The view from the bayfront rooms is great.
It’s one of the few places in town where you feel you have some space and it’s still a quick walk to the beach.
The Lighthouse Hotel. Bayside Ocean City MD. Photo by Mike Hartley
The Route 90 bridge behind it has a beautiful sunset over it and then the lights of the cars coming into town flicker between the railings. A quick walk over a foot bridge to Fager’s Island for some fine or casual dining. Then out to the gazebo out on the water after a great meal to feel the warm summer breeze.
Many enjoy the bands and dancing that goes till closing. Of course, this can get a bit crowded during the peak of the season. Which is great because the whole place is one big party.
If I can just hold on for another month or two and escape winter, I’ll be okay.
Good morning from Maryland. I like our state flag. When I come across a shot I’ve taken with one, I’ll find a way to work post it here and there. I love living here. So much of it is positive. I think I also lived here at the perfect time. When it changed from rural to suburbs and city.
I’m loading up one of the Ocean City webcams to catch the morning sunrise over the Atlantic. I’ve been up for a bit, editing and writing. I make a lot of progress early in the mornings. Less distractions, errands, tasks, chores and appointments.
Even though it says Telephone, it’s an ATM. Photo by Mike Hartley
Went to another funeral service yesterday with my better half. Wishing it was the old days when we went to weddings back-to-back weeks instead of funerals.
But today is filled with opportunities to be had. I’ll start the day with improving my personal appearance with a much-needed haircut. I’m going to load the photo bag up and maybe do an hour or two of shooting around our area. Still pretty cold to be out long stretches, for me at least.
My better half has been prepping the house for a visit from a family member. I’ll share a picture of her tomorrow evening. She is certainly the neediest member of the entire family but also easy to love.
It’s funny some days I realize how limited I’ve looked at life for long periods of time in my life. Glad I removed a lot of those obstacles.
Isn’t it great when the waves of life are in sync with your step.
Choosing what to focus on today. I was thinking of doing some painting. Yesterday I downloaded and edited a ton of studio shots I did last week and uploaded some family images. Also, a few blog posts, some housekeeping and emails. Then I worked on a few illustrations.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Making choices each day is harder than I thought in retirement. I guess that is a biproduct of having a lot of interest. But am I losing focus on the one important thing? I never know really with the exception when I make the call to spend time with family and friends.
People and relationships are always the most important. If they are the right ones.
Even though I wonder recently, should I use a little of that family/friend time to work on a few of my projects more. It actually just worked out that way for a while when I was sick and some friends were out of town for a bit. It was an unusual gap in time which turned out to be productive in other ways.
Right now, it’s time for a little face maintenance or as some would say, trimming the beard. Which reminds me I like the few videos I’ve seen of young fathers shaving their beards and then surprising their young kids with the new face. It’s funny how strongly the young ones associate the facial hair with their father and when it’s gone how upset they get. I’m tempted to do it to one of my grandchildren, but I like my beard too much.
Random Thoughts of the Day
Monday was Groundhog Day. Sort of feels like it’s been that each day for the past year.
I’m not thrilled about having to go outside today.
Lies are always harder and harder to sustain.
I can’t imagine being in law enforcement now and being faced with the coming decisions. I think there is something in there about protect and serve.
I like how pictures I take sometimes inspire me to post. I saw this street sign and biker combo and thought of myself. I walk now, but I used to ride. And did I enjoy that. I learned on an 82 Suzuki GS 250 Twin if memory serves me right. Might have been a 450 but I think it was just the 250cc.
Graduated to a larger 1100cc 85 Honda Shadow after that. I wasn’t a daily rider except for short stretches of time. Things have gotten more dangerous around here since I road. Lots more traffic volume and of course lots more people taking chances. If I road now it would be with a group. Most drivers aren’t stupid enough to piss off several bikers, old or not.
I read where sales of new motorcycles have been declining. And the average age of the rider has gotten much older so when these guys stop the numbers will be even worse. An article said the average age of the rider today is 47 and when I got my big bike in 1985 the average was 27 years old. To me that tells me young people are not buying bikes and as these older riders go will a younger generation emerge or will the art be limited to a few.
Then again, the way some states maintain roads you may need a motorcycle to get around in the future.
Looks like it listens to commands. But it won’t be out and about in these weather or conditions in the mid-Atlantic.
I know a few people that love this color. Looks nice on this but I’m not a yellow car owner. The Hawaiian Lei hanging over the rear-view mirror is a nice touch. Photo by Mike Hartley
Our monthly Miata Club meeting yesterday was postponed due to weather. I thought I had missed it because I had a chance to have a meal with my daughter and that is a much higher priority, even if it was a nice summer day.
With it being windy and very cold, like single digits or less, depending on the strength of the wind someone made a wise call. But we have some diehards in the group apparently because they are going to shoot for this coming Sunday and the long-term forecast for that day says a high of 22 degrees and a low of 8. I’ll get back onboard next month.
These winter months are hard on car guys. No shows, no cruising, no washing and waxing and detailing, no top down. AHHHH it’s killing me. I need a garage so I can at least sit in comfort.
Random Thoughts of the Day
When the temperature is like this, I will find any excuse I can to not go outside.
Work, work, work, isn’t it great. Guess I like what I’m doing.
When I lose sight of the desk, it’s time to clean.
Wine, candles, beautiful fixtures and tub. Bathing on Main Street? Well, to each their own.
There is a place for everything. Photo by Mike Hartley
I would say another start to the week, but time and weeks have become almost irrelevant. Yeah, I have things to do as businesses and government offices reopen. Schools are getting back in session. But really, it’s an open day. The kind I like.
An early start on the computer and some exercise have my spirits up. I’ve had to change my exercise routine a bit. More weights this week while the toe heals. It will be a nice change of pace being I’ve concentrated on the time on the treadmill for the most part.
One thing that is on the agenda for today is dealing with the Department of Motor Vehicles. They have cashed the check for our tag renewals, but we have not received them. And as of yesterday, we don’t have current stickers on our vehicle. This better not result in me having to make a personal visit to a DMV office.
Random Thoughts of the Day
Mondays don’t feel like Mondays used to. And that’s a good thing.
Progress begets progress.
I’ve got to write and call a few good friends today.
I apologize in advance for the cursing outside I’ll be doing while inflating a low tire pressure issue on the car.
I find myself smiling at the opportunities ahead of me some mornings.
It’s nice to see the sun rising earlier each day now.
Another water picture to indicate how my weekend is going. That’s because life is flowing smoothly. That calm stream is like my thoughts on this fine day. Ah the first day of February also. Not that dates mean much anymore except for appointments.
I saw my son and his family yesterday and I saw my daughter today. Maybe that is why my spirits are so high. Opportunity to do something special this evening is strong.
Then again so is the throbbing pain in my right foot where I have a severely discolored toe due to ramming it into a piece of ice outside earlier. So, a doctor’s visit might be on the schedule tomorrow in addition to a haircut.
No, I’m not sure what that object is in the water. Photo by Mike Hartley
Being that the treadmill is off the table I’m going to pick up some weights tonight.
It’s the weekend so it’s a fluid situation. A swirl of activities, plans and places. As much as possible inside of course. Like this water I’m going to try to increase my movement to keep from freezing over.
There is a sense of urgency in me now again after the holiday season and being under the weather for a while. I have so many half-finished projects that need to be complete. This coming month is a good time to knock all of them out. I’ll refer to it as Finishary.
Why does darker water look deeper? Photo by Mike Hartley
I have prepped one area for a new display. I’ve decided to expand the large print collection of Arlington National Cemetery and add another wall in the basement to it to help me decide on a final series.
A little more sanding on a wooden mug for an old friend and I can get to carving a special figure into it. His initials are on the other side. I’m thinking of adding his nickname to the piece also but might skip that one.
The list is long of things to complete and there is a task at hand before I get to those things. Plus, it’s still the last day of January so I will get a running start this afternoon.
A ton of snow and ice outside that’s going to take a while to disappear. So why not add some white from the inside. Flowers in the heart of winter give hope that there is spring.
I know a few people who love yellow. Photo by Mike Hartley
I’m starting to feel like a block of ice the longer I’m outside.
Random Thoughts of The Day
It had better be a very hot and long summer to make up for this winter.
Crap, almost out of a few inks for my photo printer, better order today before I run out.
I’m worried that my normal dark tan this summer might lead to an unfortunate encounter. I can see a border control asking me a question and my smart ass answering No Habla Ingles.
Amazon acquired the film Melina for 40 million dollars and is spending another 35 million dollars on marketing. I see Bezos is going to cut staff at Amazon by 16,000 people and at The Washington Post with number much smaller but with devastating impact. Wonder if that is the tradeoff to make up for the loss?
A change of pace for me getting in on the action early in the day for Thursday Doors. I have a fairly long list of excuses for not shooting new doors, it’s cold, it’s very cold, the snow and ice are making it colder, I know I’d be cold, and I bet the camera batteries don’t like the cold.
Therefore, I have reverted again to my vault of photography.
As always, thanks to the creator and host of Thursday Doors. Please follow the link to Dan’s site – No Facilities for far more talented posts and wonderful doors from parts near and far.
Doors with my Comments this week.
No, I don’t care if the sign says Open Come on in! – I’m not going through that door.
Photo by Mike Hartley
These were all shot the same day in November of 2018. About 6 months after a nasty flood which destroyed a good portion of the town.
Security System – If they can’t get to your front door, that’s secure.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Debris is still in the street’s months later. Almost 10 inches of rain in a few hours and overdeveloped surrounding areas spelled devastation for downtown. This old firehouse sits up on the hill, on Church Road, but Main Street is right beside it, and much was lost there.
We attended my wife’s uncle’s funeral services today in Philadelphia. Picking up my brother in-law and sister in-law on the way up. Leaving before the sun came up and getting back as it had set. The service was very nice. We had lunch, got some Philly Soft Pretzels and some bakery goods.
My better half and her family are from Philly originally before moving to the suburbs of Baltimore. So, all their family is from there. It’s a great group of people and this leaves only one Aunt still alive and kicking strong. Her husband passed, 13 years ago. He was a fellow lifer in the newspaper business like me, so we hit it off very well. He worked for the Philadelphia Inquirer and I worked for the Washington Post. I miss him greatly. His children and wife are always so welcoming and seem so glad to see me.
After spending about 6 hours behind the wheel today on interstates and city streets not totally clear of the weekend’s snowstorm, I’m back at my desk and ready to ready to create more useless space on the internet.
But before I get back to my twisted programming.
A Couple of Takeaways from Today –
Family is important and can be a great source of support and strength.
Life is short. And uncle Ron lived to 92. And I know he thought it went by in a flash.
Faith and love can carry people a long way in life.
It’s very hard to carry on without your longtime better half.
Holding hands is a sign of deep love. Especially when the same person has been beside your side for a long time.
I don’t deal well with death. It brings back very difficult memories.
Sorry, I needed a warm photo to look at. I spent 3 hours outside removing snow and ice yesterday. And given the temps we will be looking at the white stuff for at least another week or more. And talk of another possible storm this weekend. Isn’t life grand. Someone please transport me to spring.
If I remember correctly, I shot this while sitting in my convertible along the side of the road on Rt 99 between Rt 32 and Rt 97. Photo by Mike Hartley
This shot appealed to me for another reason. I’m kind of relaxed and this shot merged with that feeling. I love watching horses graze in the fields during the spring, summer and fall months. There are more than a few horse farms around this way so a short drive will always get me to some.
There are a few obligations today but some more time on the treadmill and picking up a paint brush will be on my agenda and maybe a simple meal out with my better half.
Random Thoughts of the Day
When I write my grandchildren, I imagine the smile they have when they get my notes and pictures.
There is cold and then there is this week.
The grouper sandwich at Oscars is great. I also love their crab soup.
Look for the good people. They are all around you.
Details in life are important. I was very detailed in my work because it was a necessity. So many in life are easily overlooked.
Like this photo. A bit drab indeed. But the guy in the red hoodie by the beach and faint shadow of the freighter in the distance just to his left are easily missed. Especially if you’re looking at this image on a phone or even small laptop, I’m guessing.
Pick through life’s images carefully. Photo by Mike Hartley
I wonder if I’m missing details. Being removed from that type of work for a few years now has certainly changed me. I’m not as hyper or fixated on minute details. I couldn’t take my eyes off screens before. Now I walk away without hesitation.
Retirement is nice. It allowed me to see other things I wasn’t when I was wrapped up in another’s life (the job). Just being more relaxed allows me to look at things differently.
What I once passed by as a throwaway image sometimes now catches my eye and pleases me.
The snow and sleet are here. So obviously my mind wanders to the shore and sun and sand.
I was just looking at the event calendar for the Ocean City. There are a few things I think we will attend this year that we haven’t before.
Maybe a daytrip for Springfest. We were down for the International Kite Festival and that was cool and I’d love to try some more photography again. There is another kite event in September. Maybe one of the car shows, in May or October. I hear the air show in June is great.
We’ve been wanting to return to the Peach Festival in Berlin MD in August. And if I have my way this year I’ll be hoping in the Miata and taking a few day trips when the weather is warm and sunny.
We haven’t stayed at Bethany Beach in a while so we will add that to the list this year. I was disappointed in my effort to spend time there last year but that won’t be the case this year.
Catching sunrise and sunset completes a day. But catching fish is also fun. Photo by Mike Hartley
Word is there is a white out on the way in Central Maryland. Just a little moisture coming. So, I’ll think of spring.
Photo by Mike Hartley
I guess I can deal with a few drops of moisture.
Photo by Mike Hartley
But after stepping outside a few minutes ago it’s the cold I’m worried about. I guess I should make sure the batteries on the cameras are charged because this kind of weather takes a toll on them fast.
Random Thoughts of the Day
When you having trouble going on with life as normal, when things aren’t normal and you stop going on with life as normal, you’re having a normal reaction.
It bothers me that trying hard and being smart is difficult for some people to deal with. And no, I’m not talking about me, I’m not smart, but I do know some people who are.
And on the health front – Houston, we have a problem – CDC Measles page
Fingers crossed that we maintain power to our homes this week. I’d miss working on the blog and photo editing.
Our children again gave my wife the wonderful gift of time for her birthday. They came yesterday and spent the night and morning with us. I spent the afternoon cleaning up and recovering. I love playing with grandkids so much. And the 9-month-old girl is so precious and expressive she reminds me how special life is.
I could use one of those to clear my driveway of snow. Photo by Mike Hartley
My spirits are up this evening after catching up on some rest. I figure I’ll be out in the middle of the night shoveling a bit depending on how fast and much is falling.
Which reminds me if you don’t see me for a few days we may have lost power. Otherwise, I’ll be right here spitting out some snow pictures and thought of the day.
Random Thoughts of the Day
How many more lies about people murdered in plain sight will we endure before we all say STOP. Does it have to be one of our own children who is shot before we raise our voices.
Been a lot of years since I shoveled significant snow. And my daughter reminded me yesterday that I missed the last really big one 10 years ago because I had just finished radiation treatments for a few months. And my children dug us out.
I love the quiet of snow in the early morning hours before sunrise.
But right now, I’m enjoying some aggressive rock and roll. I’ve got to get in the right frame of mind to get through the mess of weather on the way. I’m going to be Neil Peart with a shovel.
Finding the right spot in life is never ending search.
Find your calm. Photo by Mike Hartley
I’ll be finding my peaceful spot on Sunday while shoveling snow. It’s always so quiet outside early in the morning. I’m always the first one outside. Especially when it’s going to be a deep snow, I’ll do it in a few sessions. Now if the back will hold up for the duration, we will be good.
As always, thanks to the creator of Thursday Doors and please follow the link to Dan’s site – No Facilities for far more talented posts. I hope you’re continuing to feel better Dan.
I’m sliding into another Thursday Doors a day late, unprepared and having to dive into the archive again, so I thought it appropriate to start with a sliding door.
This door is closed but they also post a sign that says Be Happy in the window.
No, it’s not the 4th of July. But I still like the burst of color and if you use your imagination, you can hear a boom. I’m not feeling as spry as this flower and there is still much to do today.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Interesting, it will be almost 10 years to the day that this area had its last big snowfall. 2016 was 2 feet or more. I’m not sure just like anyone isn’t about this weekend but each day the target on us seems to grow.
I’ll need gas for the generator which I’ll get today. I also have a few other tasks before test starting it Saturday afternoon. Then I’ll bring it back inside and hope it isn’t needed.
The shovels are at the ready. I’ll be doing it in stages. Hopefully it will be light and I can plow it.
In editing some photos this morning, I ran across this image just as I was contemplating either a pop tart or piece of cinnamon toast for breakfast.
The waffles, strawberries, and grapes look more appealing than that pop tart in the foil wrapper. Saturday I’ll be cooking a big breakfast for the family. Well, I’ll be helping with the bacon, sausage, toast and muffins, preparation and cleanup. My better half is making the main dish.
I hope you all are having a good breakfast this morning. Photo by Mike Hartley
I almost didn’t recognize this as our kitchen. It’s got to be almost 10 years old. The table is gone, the walls are not green, and I know the floor has changed. My better half redesigned our kitchen, and it’s beautiful. I know she wants to get into the basement, but I’ve kept her at bay so far.
Random Thoughts of the Day
Feeling recharged after seeing my best friends last night.
Looks like an opportunity to get some snow pictures coming up.
Managing to increase my exercise time this week.
What an embarrassment that speech was yesterday by Trump. Then again aren’t they all.
This coming week I won’t be going outside without my gloves on.
This was still an active fire station growing up and even when I worked in the town in the 70s. Those sirens would blare through our building and especially the pressroom when the loading dock door was open, which it was most of the time unless it was cold.
That was about the only noise that could drown out the roar of the press. I always liked that the guys would come in from the pressroom to get the plates for the next run, and they would forget they weren’t standing by the press, and they would yell, and then catch themselves and laugh.
In 1977 the Montgomery Road fire station opened. I missed the sirens when they left.
I love this little town. Photo by Mike Hartley
Today it’s The Wine Bin. A great store that anchors the top end of Main Street.
Has he been helping himself with some of the merchandise? Photo by Mike Hartley
Had a very productive day in many aspects on Tuesday. Lots of logistics and orders taken care of. Spent some time editing and uploading images, added some images to a few picture walls I’m working on and got dinner ready.
WordPress just sent a note that this is my 12th anniversary with them. Time does fly. I’ve had fun sharing some photos and thoughts. I like this community.
I like angles and textures. Shot at National Harbor. Photo by Mike Hartley
Our grandchild sitting got postponed so I’ve had a lot of time to devote to the computer and get some exercise. I’m so glad I have that treadmill with this bitter cold outside.
This old body and very cold temps aren’t a good mix. I’m starting to look forward to that workout like I do working on the blog. Each day, every day.
A good Tuesday morning to all. I guess most of you are back at work and school today. Feeling kind of inspired again today myself, but I no longer have those commitments. Not that I don’t continue to learn and keep active, just no job or classes to attend.
Music always helps things move in the right direction. Do you remember the days when the DJ on the radio had control over your playlist? Whoa, I just dated myself.
I was just thinking back when I started to listen to music on the AM radio in the car in the early 60s. There was still a record player in the house that played 78 rpm vinyl records. And I still have some of those from my parents. The holiday music was nice, but they had some big band and orchestra records that were kind of upbeat.
I believe in 66 I got a 33-rpm record player and stereo. Music took on a whole new meaning because of two things. The sound quality on FM and more progressive formats introducing new music and albums instead of early Beatles singles on 45 rpm disk.
Drum set in window of Bill’s Music in Catonsville. Photo by Mike Hartley
I’ve gotten so tired over my lifetime replacing my music. Albums, 8 tracks, cassettes, CDs, iPods, MP3s, iTunes and Streaming.
When I found out that the new models of the car I like don’t come with CD players, I decided to keep mine for much longer. It’s got all the technology I need so I’ll just rebuild it as it ages.
I like listening to instrumental music when I paint. I like classic rock most of the time but especially when driving and exercising. I like ballads when reflecting on something. There are a couple songs (Hey Jude, Wish You Were Here, House of Pain), that give me pause and make me miss some close people.
Blues and Motown sometimes while writing. Maybe some hard rock while photo editing. Maybe that is why I’m so ruthless when first going through fresh images. It does help my pace though.
I never thought about living in a police state. One where freedoms are illusions. But that certainly seems to be the direction we may be headed in. Calling out the military will be the last step. It will just expand from there and the election will be in jeopardy.
If I’m not mistaken the term Marshell Law comes to mind. Hey, I’ve been shocked about the last 12 months and the failure of both congress and senate. And they say take people at their word and he has said to beat, shoot or hang those that oppose him.
Photo by Mike Hartley
I guess it’s possible. There are countries where that is the case. Ones controlled by criminals.
The current administration is the closest thing in my time to feeling that. Basically, if you disagree with anything he proposes, says or does, you are the enemy. And I’m fine with that. Never thought I’d be labeled the enemy in my own country but hey, this isn’t the first Civil War.
And I have no problem being the opposition to the orange one. Bullies are never as tough as they pretend to be. We can make a difference.
Sometimes words provide an insight into life and purpose that we know is there but not defined well. I went back and found some words that I think provide those insights from the man whose day we celebrate today.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Important Quotes from MLK I like.
It is always the right time to do the right thing.
May I stress the need for courageous, intelligent, and dedicated leadership… Leaders of sound integrity. Leaders not in love with publicity, but in love with justice. Leaders not in love with money, but in love with humanity. Leaders who can subject their particular egos to the greatness of the cause.
The ultimate measure of a man is not where he stands in moments of comfort and convenience, but where he stands at times of challenge and controversy.
The SILENCE of the good people is more DANGEROUS than the BRUTALITY of the bad people
We may have all come on different ships, but we’re in the same boat now.
Never, never be afraid to do what’s right, especially if the well-being of a person or animal is at stake. Society’s punishments are small compared to the wounds we inflict on our soul when we look the other way.
History will have to record that the greatest tragedy of this period of social transition was not the strident clamor of the bad people, but the appalling silence of the good people. Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere. We are caught in an inescapable network of mutuality, tied in a single garment of destiny. Whatever affects one directly, affects all indirectly. He who passively accepts evil is as much involved in it as he who helps to perpetrate it. He who accepts evil without protesting against it is really cooperating with it.
Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere.
Life’s most persistent and urgent question is, ‘What are you doing for others?’
No work is insignificant. All labor that uplifts humanity has dignity.
If you can’t be a sun, be a star. For it isn’t by size that you win or fail. Be the best of whatever you are.
I was looking for a sunrise this morning but that doesn’t seem to be on the agenda. When I checked the webcams at Ocean City this morning I saw overcast and rain. Out my window there is light snow mixed with rain. Crap.
This shot is from the National Harbor area on a sunny day. Photo by Mike Hartley
I’m missing my sunrise this morning and that is not good for the inspiration. I get a lot of energy from the sun.
Looks like I’ll have to find the inspiration within this day. A good start was made on the treadmill already and I hope to keep the exercise going strong. I’ve also done some studio work today and have a hundred or so shots to download and edit.
We are having a meal out today so maybe a food review later. Certainly, some painting today. Maybe even a little football watching. What’s not to like about this day.
I remember this question from before. The daily prompt asks – If you could un-invent something, what would it be?
Yep, found my answer to this from back in 2024 in a post titled Take It Back and it’s pretty much the same. Except I’d add that I’d un-invent this question.
So instead, I’ll answer the question – What should I accomplish today. I’d like to take my better half out to lunch or dinner. If there is snow, I’d like to snap a few frames. I’m going to knock out 2-3 more designs and maybe another 15-20 prints.
At least an hour on the treadmill. Watch some football and continue the basement cleaning. Write or call my children. Call one of my best friends who just returned from vacation. Crank up the fireplace and maybe fall asleep in front of it.
Of course I’ll write, download, edit and even pick up a brush. Maybe continue sanding down 4 wooden mugs that I’m going to do some carving with.
Providing I’m given the privilege of waking up later this morning, I hope to accomplish this and much more.
I’m thinking Spring to keep from being depressed. Photo by Mike Hartley
Okay, who stole the beach? I used to like these walkways to the beach at Bethany before storms took them away. Nature gives and nature takes away. Maryland and Delaware spend tens of millions of dollars on beach replenishment almost every year.
An old shot at Bethany Beach. Photo by Mike Hartley
Luckily these and other efforts sustain these beach towns we all enjoy. And while storms have certainly been severe, none have been of the destruction you see with the hurricanes in south. The thin beaches and dune lines get taken away or pushed back often as it is.
I fear what I see happening in the Outer Banks, possibly happening here one day. I just hope it’s not in my lifetime.
Hold on boardwalk. Photo by Mike Hartley
You might have noticed I haven’t been crowing about my favorite University of Maryland Basketball team as much in previous posts. I still love them, I knew it would be a tough year replacing the whole team and coaches. I’m still going to get to games. I’m enjoying the regular season because chances of making March Madness go down early in the season with key injuries, but our chances were still slim. I have no less enthusiasm for them. I’ve adjusted expectations. Something a lot of fans do, because you can’t win every year.
Random Thoughts of the Day
First time I’ve slept past noon in a while. Of course, going to bed at 7am was the incentive.
I can’t believe they sent snowplows out in our neighborhood for a dusting of snow. And no, I’m not one of those people who complain about how long it takes for them to plow when it does snow good.
Remembering my wife’s uncle who’s on his last days. I liked both her Uncle Ron and Uncle Fran.
The purge has started. Yep, I’m cleaning the basement.
The daily prompt asks – Can you share a positive example of where you’ve felt loved?
The most recent location I’ve felt loved was at my son’s house when my grandson saw me and was so excited to hug me, he tripped coming up the stairs. Notice how I interpreted that literally.
I’ve felt loved when a stranger smiles at me. I’ve felt loved when someone lets me in on a crowded highway. I’ve felt loved when someone said they loved a photo I shot. I’ve felt loved when good friends hugged me. I’ve felt loved when I get an extra pickle slice with my Reuben. I’ve felt loved when I get a drawing/painting from my grandchildren. I’ve felt loved when that bag of candy hearts comes home unexpectedly from the market. I’ve felt loved when someone de-iced my windows and warmed my car up. I’ve felt loved when my daughter squeezes my hand.
Feeling loved is important to everyone. If it isn’t, you’re really missing out on a big part of life. There are times in life where you don’t feel loved and those are painful days.
Feeling loved is a complex thing. It can be spoken and unspoken. Many actions express love from a simple touch to a note that says I love you to a romantic weekend away.
My parents have passed long ago but I still feel their love in the faces in the pictures of them I look at often. My children are adults now and have their own families but our love for them is just as strong as it was day 1 of their lives.
That is one of the toughest parts about your love for your children. You have to let them go and have their own lives and families and share them. But in every note, or text or call or visit that love comes through, which carries the minutes of the day without them with love.
Love can ebb and flow. It grows and diminishes and grows again. Have a smile on your face and be ready to catch it.
Hearts beating next to the water. Photo by Mike Hartley
The daily writing assignments asks – Where can you reduce clutter in your life? Not a bad question and one I’ve been pondering this year. Sounds like one I’ve also answered before. No problem, time moves on and conditions change.
I’ll start with my office. Then move to my workroom, next to the space between my ears. Oh, maybe my bedroom dresser top. Otherwise, we are good.
Now if someone looks back and I’ve said the exact same thing, I’m not making much progress, am I?
I was not a fan of these workspaces. Photo by Mike Hartley
Sometimes we are good at controlling clutter. Other times we are less successful.
The sun has set. The dinner consumed. The days chores behind us. My better half is asleep early. The feels like temp is -9 degrees so it’s too cold to venture outside.
I believe this is called the prickly pear cactus.Photo by Mike Hartley
I guess I’ll have to be content with the tools in my office and basement to be happy this evening.
Random Thoughts of the Day
I look forward to every day. Some more than others though.
A day where I didn’t feel like I accomplished anything till I looked back and saw allot completed.
If you’re not scared, you should be. Idiots in charge are dangerous.
I have my weekly pill dispenser to tell me the day of the week. I have my daily desk calendar to tell me the date, and my computer monitor to tell me the time. Somehow my innate sense of all those things without help left me sometime in the last two years.
When I can find something to inspire my grandchildren it’s a very good day.
Which pond do you swim in. One might be safer, but the other may present more opportunities. We make these decisions about jobs throughout our lives. I might not have made the right ones from time to time, but I guess it’s okay in the end.
Pick a pool. Photo by Mike Hartley
In some ways I thought I was through with those choices when I retired. But when I think about how to use time, it’s the same way. Do I choose a comfortable path or maybe challenge myself more. The calm or choppy waters.
I find it harder to leave my comfort zone the older I get. I have to fight that and challenge myself more.
Usually there is a candle on the table I work at with my easel. I was closing up the other night and had turned off the lights and was walking away when I noticed I hadn’t blown it out. I walked back and put my head down to do it and saw my dad’s flag in its case about 10 feet behind it on the wall.
Took a few moments to think about him.
I hope I leave my children with many good memories. Some have few to draw from. So they are charished even more. Photo by Mike Hartley
After I smiled, picked up the camera from the coffee table that was acting as a studio spot and took this shot before heading to bed.
Feeling at peace with myself early this Wednesday morning. Both relaxed and excited. The anticipation of seeing some of my grandchildren this week is putting a smile on my face. Spent some time with one of my best friends, Tuesday evening identifying and fixing the problems of the world.
Just seemed like the image to lead off a new day. Photo by Mike Hartley
I was tempted to do a food review. We went to a local spot that we know has good food, but other things bring it down. And I’ve vowed to just do reviews on establishments that leave me feeling good on a lot of levels. Therefore, I can say positive things I like about the restaurant and make everyone happy and maybe not misjudge someone having a bad day.
Unfortunately, this isn’t the case here because it’s the same issue repeatedly. Too bad because the kitchen does a nice job. So maybe a good food review tomorrow.
So, no more words, just a picture to bring some calm to a tough day. I’ve got to get to work on the daily writing prompt.
Random Thoughts of the Morning
One of the best parts of being retired is no more rush hour driving.
I’m trying to train myself to sit with proper posture. After decades of poor positioning, it’s a struggle.
Does everyone have a good luck charm?
Websters has added a line to the definition of the word Lucky. = grandparents who get to see their grandchildren often.
It’s a neat trick to tell someone what the saw with their own eyes, isn’t that, but something else and having them believe you.
It would take a hell of a lot of exercise to compensate for the number of Coca Cola’s I’d like to drink every day. Good thing I learned control.
Dentist and Doctors. We all see them, well at least we should. Recently the dentist asked me to come back for work that must be scheduled to get done. I’ve never had more than a few cavities in my lifetime. I need my first crown I’m told. Anyway, I asked questions about this procedure and the reasons for it and they satisfied me.
In a sense that’s a no brainer. But other decisions get more difficult as time goes on. I’ve seen it with our parents and older friend. From tough decisions like hip and knee replacements to more serious ones like treatments for serious health challenges.
Health to me comes down to quality of life. I’m trying to prepare myself all the time for adjustments I may have to make. For instance, my hands one day won’t be able to type with the fluid motion I once had. I already noticed I’m not as fast as I used to be. I may have to use voice recognition at some point in the distant future.
I walk as much now as I can just in case one day I can’t. Photo by Mike Hartley
Mobility has also changed. When younger, there wasn’t obstacle or path that couldn’t be overcome. Now I stick to better trails because I don’t need a torn ligament, broken ankle, kneecap or hip. I even use the treadmill some days that it’s nice outside just because each step is predictable and not challenged by me looking around and not watching where I’m going.
A while back life started being about adaptability to change. Not to just those external things but within your own body and mind. Of course, we are the lucky ones. Many face these challenges early and have lived a lifetime with a disability or disease and persevered.
While each of us will be faced with our own challenges and decisions, we all have to make a collective decision on how to move ahead with healthcare. By not making a decision, we are making one to leave a significant part of the population without healthcare while at the same time making hospitals and ones who have insurance pay for those uninsured because they will go to hospitals for treatment covered or not.
It’s a moral, financial, logistical and industry discission. It’s too complex to be taken as separate pieces. In my opinion it must be fixed as a whole. It’s going to still include painful decisions. Do we spread the cost for those in need of the greatest financial care due to the complexity of their illness or disease. Or do we change them much more for insurance, making the cost for others less.
How do we structure prescription and insurance industries. How do all the hospitals survive, do the profitable ones share with the rural ones struggling? Same with people, those decisions are being made every day in every country including this one. Many different levels of care are available to those with the money for it than those without resources.
There are some brilliant articles from many scholars on the issue of healthcare. Many with some good ideas. But it comes down to you and I and how we vote to solve this. I don’t see anyone on any side pushing any plan that will get to the heart of the issue because it all involves tough choices.
Please
So, we push the broken barrel down the road for another year while the system gets worse. And more people go bankrupt each year from medical bills, (you should look at those numbers). Hospitals continue to struggle till they shut down. People in the profession get burnt out or don’t have the supplies, tools or meds needed or aren’t paid for the incredible job they do.
And when lots of people go bankrupt, hospitals and doctors don’t get paid so they pass it on to those of us still able to pay.
It seems we’re starting from a strong point. The following is an assumption on my part. I’m guessing we have some of the best hospitals, doctors, equipment, prescription meds, research, caregivers, Ems, insurance people and systems in place for healthcare in the world. How we work on it, change it, modify it again, or just push it down the road will say allot about us as a society and the leadership we choose to address it.
We need to talk about this and many other issues. We need leaders who have plans that can adapt and modify to make a better plan and then get consensus and implement.
Found this link below for the Maryland folks wanting to know about what is going around the state now with flu, covid and rsv.
Some things hold power over me. The call of a beach is one of them. But what is it? The sound of the waves is lovely. The smell of the salt air is unique. The warmth of the water in the summer months is a welcome feeling. Nope, it’s something else.
But those feet touching the sand as the flip flops are slipped off. The feeling of the ground molding to the shape of your foot. The sudden tug on the calf as you’re using leg muscles not challenged on a hard surface.
Flip and Flop. Photo by Mike Hartley
Warmth from the sand heated by the morning sun while the cool breeze is still coming off the water. Kids excited voices and screams as the touching of the sand signals the start of a beach day. The many toys and buckets lugged to the beach by parents and grandparents occasionally dropping and being picked up.
Our sea turtle. Photo and sand art by Mike Hartley
That older couple walking towards the beach that suddenly join hands as they hit the sand. The teenagers and young adults running as footballs and Frisbees are thrown around on the way to the beach with the random towel snapping at each other.
Frisbee, I love it. Photo by Mike Hartley
The rabbit or fox sitting on the sand dune watching people walk the path to the beach. The blankets and beach towels are all laid out. The sound of music (loosely defined) fills the air. And then begins the endless trips to the shore and back to the family area of the beach to build the foundation of the Great Wall of Maryland. Well until the kids decide to play Godzilla and knock it to pieces while laughing their heads off.
Sand artist. I don’t let kids anywhere near these. Photo by Mike Hartley
And then at times it’s the coolness of the sand that is so embracing. That early morning walk as I turn on my camera as I touch the sand an hour before sunrise waiting for the morning painting of the sky. Or that evening walk with my better half on the cool sands after a nice dinner, while a warm summer breeze makes it a beautiful evening as the moon rises over the water.
Leaving the inlet to fish away. Photo by Mike Hartley
Maybe catch some of the fishing fleet leaving port. If you’re out early you can catch the surfers entering their realm.
Catching the first rays of the day. Photo by Mike Hartley
Or the father putting up the tent staking out the prime spot on the beach.
Front row seats to the nice weather. Photo by Mike Hartley
There is nothing I don’t like about sand. I don’t care if I get caught in a wave and it’s in my shorts. I don’t care if kids accidentally kick it in my hair. I don’t mind if I’m covered head toe in it when I leave the beach. I don’t even care that the car is covered with it and needs a deep cleaning upon return from the shore.
Sand is very cool with me. I could use some sand, but weather people are talking about snow.
A busy week ahead with lots of goals to be met. I’m going to force myself out of the house more. Rumor of some snow later in the week might provide some weather shots I didn’t get a chance to take advantage of in December due to flu.
Something to brighten your evening. I hear that cold wind blowing outside but I’m thinking warm thoughts. Photo by Mike Hartley
It hasn’t been the most productive day of the week yet, but there are still 6 hours left to finish strong. It’s been a good week. Got a few dozen prints made and uploaded images, took care of some computer issues, read a bit, learned a lot, played with Canva, spoke to friends and made plans with family.
I’m trying to take the whole of days into account when I think of what I hope to accomplish. That is taking exercise and rest into account when summarizing a week now. This was a well-rounded week. There were a few restless nights, but also a few with good sleep.
I worked on my photography and writing mostly, so I’ve neglected to increase my painting skills or lack thereof so far.
This week is going to be even better. I started to push myself a little harder yesterday in the exercise area and I’m keeping it up today. Now to stretch it out all week and make it routine.
Random Thoughts of the Day
Another day, another test of this country’s morality.
Had a great beef stew this evening.
Talent isn’t always natural. Sometimes it comes from a lot of hard work.
Blindly following lies seems to be a difficult path to walk.
Not so much here but maybe I’ll work to start changing that. I met a new neighbor who is replacing one of our longtime neighbors whose children grew up with ours. He seemed very nice. We haven’t had the chance to meet his wife or son yet.
Bridging the gap between us. Photo by Mike Hartley
As the weather warms, I’ll be walking more outside so that can lead to some interaction.
I grew up in a time when everyone seemed to know everyone in the neighborhood. And these weren’t small communities. The kids were the main source of bonding the community and there were a ton of us. Back when people didn’t lock their doors unless they were going away and then several neighbors probably had a key. Because everyone watched everyone else’s pets when they were away.
I don’t remember anyone locking their car doors. Lots would give a quick knock and stroll right into a home. I remember our next-door neighbor Mrs. Mulligan giving a quick yell “It’s Me” and in she came. Some didn’t have to knock or yell because you could hear the basketballs bouncing from several homes away or the sound of wooden bats tapping concrete all the way to the front door.
Most of our time was spent outside unsupervised until we got hungry and raided someone’s home for lunch. And then back outside till dark or beyond or till you heard your mother calling both your first and middle name which indicated you were more than late. Wow, so much has changed since my own youth. And it changed again when we had kids. And now it’s changed again for the worse for our grandchildren.
Lots of us don’t know our neighbors. I can’t say I know most of them. I think I’ll work to change that a bit.
I’m feeling my age today. Maybe, a bit older. Time to get some exercise before I stiffen up more. I’ve been pretty good at walking every day, but the weights haven’t been moving much. Feeling younger takes a bit of work regarding the body.
The mind has no problem thinking or acting young. Like tonight, I’ll stay up way past normal and probably work on several areas of photography.
Even though the mind thinks young, it’s not telling the body to do the active things it did in its youth. And there lies the issue. I’ve really got to turn that around this year. Besides walking and light weights, I have to add another aerobic activity.
It’s going to be tough because I spend a lot of time seated working on the computer and reading. I did hear my neighbor’s son outside with his basketball and hoop. Maybe I should get outside myself. I had it out a few weeks ago dribbling keep away from my granddaughter.
This makes 2 of us that need maintenance. Photo by Mike Hartley
I think I’ll work on some of my favorite nature shots. I guess I should order some more ink tomorrow because I’m going to be doing some larger prints. Now I just have to find room or people to give them to.
In between those coming out of the printer I’m setting up something to test my lighting and angles on some old cameras as subject matter. Have a good evening, all. Go Packers.
Random Thoughts of the Day
Don’t lose your perspective if you find yourself talking to yourself more than others.
I don’t know why I got away from doing Random Thoughts for a while. It’s not like I didn’t continue to have them.
I’m using change to help with my motivation.
I have a daily desk calendar again. I like that. I haven’t had one in a few years, so this is nice to keep me up with the day and date. No wonder the last few years have gone by so fast. I lost track of time.
When I was trying to discover what I wanted to be in my teens, I thought I wanted to be an artist and photographer. I spent my first and only year of college as an Applied Art and Design Major.
The term starving artist exists for a reason. And I was scared to move ahead because of that and the fact I saw more talent around me and wondered if I could compete over the long run. I was used to having money having worked a lot of my youth. But not in the art field.
I was worried about making a living. Having funds to go out, keeping my car running and fueled, keeping my own engine fueled. So, when offered a position as a cameraman in the engraving department in a publishing operation I jumped at it.
It was an easy out of my initial dream and I didn’t look back till a few years before retirement. I discovered I still had that desire. But this time the pressure is off. I can pursue those interests without the financial pressure of having to support a family.
I still do things on a shoestring budget. I ask for printer paper for birthdays and Xmas. I stretch life out of every computer and camera I use. I pick up a pad of drawing paper and paint when I can. I make old scraps of wood come alive.
At one time before I retired, I thought I might make a business out of my arts and photography. But I discovered I don’t do this for money. I do it because I like it. I’d rather give something I’ve created as a gift than earn a dollar from a stranger. Not that I won’t give a gift to a stranger.
I love the chance to create and that is what I take to the bank. Photo by Mike Hartley
I had some doors from the Eastern Shore of Maryland I don’t believe I’ve used here for Thursday Doors. It’s a mish mash of sights. I hope to get out this weekend for some fresh images.
As always, thanks to the creator of Thursday Doors and please follow the link to Dan’s site – No Facilities for far more talented posts.
This first shot was from doors at Secrets Distillery in Ocean City.
Clear instructions. Photo by Mike Hartley
I believe this home below was in St Michaels MD.
Easter will be here before you know it. Photo by Mike Hartley
And a building with several stages of doors in Easton MD.
I’ve heard that line “Live long and prosper” somewhere in my lifetime.
The daily writing prompt wants to know my thoughts on the concept of living a very long life.
I hope to live a very long life. In some ways I’ve already have. I’m thankful for each day and the healthy ones especially. I hope to grow old with my better half and watch my grandchildren grow into young adults.
I have a lot to do and accomplish myself. I’d like to live it as healthy as possible. The concept of living a long time in ill health worries me. Whether mentally or physically it would be a struggle. Of course that is asking for a lot.
I’m guessing the percentage of people who grow very old and healthy, and then just pass peacefully in their sleep is very low. I’ve seen some of the end-of-life struggles and it bothers me, but it’s kind of out of our control.
Staying sharp both mentally takes work just like keeping the body in shape physically. I haven’t done the best job here but it’s never too late to start. I think we all have started over several times with these goals.
The thought of a long life like living till my late 80s or early 90s makes me smile. I can see myself shuffling through the bleachers to watch a grandchild play a high school or college game and attend their graduations. I can feel myself holding my better half’s hand on the deck as we catch some sun. Well, I’ll catch rays, she will be under the umbrella.
I can see myself in what will be then a very classic Miata that I have sitting in the driveway now cruising down some back roads and remembering what was there decades ago. I hope I still have a camera in my hands and that the hands can still tickle the keyboard with speed and agility.
Each doctor’s appointment now scares the hell out of me. Ever since some medical challenges in the previous two decades I fear that I might not be able to see some of those plans. Just as any senior fears when they get to this age.
A while back I learned and then relearned the importance of living in the present. So, it’s going to be a great day today and productive day.
Wishing all of us many more sunrises. Photo by Mike Hartley
I get cravings for food often. Like daily because I love to eat and drink. My mind wandered to a warm summer day thinking about a large pizza from Tony’s on the boardwalk in Ocean City. Some Shrimp Jammers and a cold drink on the deck part above the restaurant below.
Unfortunately, Tony’s is no more. Well yeah, I heard the new owner/operators have a small carry-out, but rumor is it’s nothing like the old Tony’s pizza. We will miss that spot. The family would always make a stop there every vacation. And I’d get a slice or two if I was down on a day trip to the beach by myself.
Anyway, I got to thinking what is my favorite Pizza in Howard County Maryland. And said to myself why not a post about the search. Notice I didn’t say the best pizza because that is too subjective and not everyone likes the same toppings. And that matters a lot in how pizza comes out and tastes.
I’ll describe what I like about each one. I’m trying to keep a positive mindset so hopefully there are many great things about each but I’m sure I can find something good to say about each. Even if it’s the box it came in.
Just kidding. It’s hard not to like pizza. There are some frozen ones that could test your love for pizza but most you get at a restaurant are going to be pretty good.
I like thin crust so that is the style I’ll be ordering. Sorry to those doing the deep dish as their specialty.
And what better way to begin, low and behold we have a Tony’s Pizzeria right here in Howard County. Not affiliated with the one in OC but special none the less. We went there for subs mostly because they have great cheesesteaks.
The Fat Tony Meat Combo Pizza appealed to me – Yeah that heart attack can’t get here quick enough. Anyway, I ordered a medium because my better half wasn’t joining me for lunch. Which also allowed all the meat toppings she wouldn’t normally go for. Sausage, ham, bacon and pepperoni.
This was a very good pie. Very generous on the toppings and they all had a nice flavor. Good crust, sauce and cheesy. Cooked perfectly. I’ll be back.
If I ordered the Fat Tony’s Meat Combo often, I’d be Fat Mike’s. Photo by Mike Hartley
This is actually the second post on pizza. Here is a link to my thoughts on Anthony’s Pizza in a post called Pizza in Howard County from December 25.
The decorations are down, and everything is bare again. That is the part of the season that I dislike. There is something about holiday decorating that raises my spirits. Now we are back to the grey winter months. Yes, there is a birthday this month that the cray paper and balloons will come out. And I might have a gathering for some old and good friends.
But those lights and the smell of a fresh tree and ornament’s hanging signals a time of family and smiles and peace to me. Here we are a few days into the new year, and they are gone again.
As I boxed up the last of the lights, I think how quickly this year came and went so in no time we’ll be pulling these boxes out again.
Till next year. Kenilworth Mall. Photo by Mike Hartley
What could you do differently? – Now that is one open question from the daily writing prompt.
I’m guessing all of us have a long list of things we could do differently. I just spent a few minutes and came up with a list. Now I’ve got to add these things to my many existing lists.
I could get more serious about exercising.
I could love more.
I could spend more time on the things I like doing.
I could sit with proper posture and get more sleep.
I could volunteer more.
I could modify my stock Miata.
I could organize this blog. Nah I like the mess.
I could get busy remodeling the basement.
I could try to adjust my attitude about winter and cold.
I could start following through on more of my ideas.
Audience for Sunrise in Ocean City. Photo by Mike Hartley
It’s a music day. My better half is out so there is no need for headphones. Just speakers belting out the tunes for me to feel. And I do feel music. The lyrics, the beat hit my soul. Even in the toughest times it can put a smile on my face.
So, my shoulders are bouncing and the swivel in the chair is getting some action, and I can still type fairly accurately. It won’t be long though till I have to get up and move with some energy.
A day of errands and chores ahead, but some fun will be had for sure. The streets are dry, so I think I’ll exercise the Miata for a few minutes. It’s so strange driving that car with the top up. I rarely take it out in the cold, but I miss driving it, so I do when the roads aren’t bad.
Now tomorrow is another story with the temp maybe hitting 55. That’s the magic number for folding that top back. Now the side windows will be up most of the way and maybe the seat warmer on, but with the sun it will be nice.
History
This day January 6th is a disgusting day in this country’s history. And what has been done since regarding that day’s activities is an injustice of justice. A warning and message we didn’t take and was changed into a different narrative to suit his followers. A hateful day that everyone condemned and then many changed their tune.
Why so many continue to bow to this false narrative and continuation of other lies is one of the many that continue to puzzle me.
Creativity Ebbs and Flows
Some days the words flow like a lazy stream. Relaxed, rolling and free. Effortless positive thoughts flow along with the images.
Other days words are dammed up. The mind in turmoil, the body tense, painful and rigid. I get more of these days. I work hard in overcoming them and not making them apparent. So far, I’m pretty good at disguising them. A word actor. An actor in life.
Some days I’m reluctant to pick up a brush or a camera. Others I can’t get enough of them.
Today feels like a good creative day.
Alone on an island wondering where the world is going. Photo by Mike Hartley
Random Thoughts of the Day
My sleep is getting more and more inconsistent. Guess it’s having a flashback.
There is a dance inside of me dying to get out today.
The live version of Simple Man from 1975 might be my favorite song of all time.
I believe in the Manual Gearbox Preservation Society.
I won’t wait for winter to end to visit the Eastern Shore of Maryland again. One of these days I’m going to have to eat crabs out on the deck at the Crab Claw restaurant in that red building across the water here.
St Michaels along the Miles River. Photo by Mike Hartley
St Michaels and Easton have lots of good spots to eat and I love walking both towns. Speaking of walking I need to get on that treadmill today and make up for the slack effort put forth on Sunday.
But the ocean calls and I’m going to start a countdown till I’m sitting at the bar at The Wedge watching the boats go in and out the inlet while eating a crab flatbread and a cold beverage.
My better half and I stopped here and loved it. Great place to sit, eat, drink and enjoy the view of the inlet and Assateague Island. Photo by Mike Hartley
But today I’m also working on sorting out inputs to get control of. For instance, I can stay well informed while not getting overwhelmed with politics. So, I’m reading more and watching less TV.
Getting back to listening to more music as I work and exercise is a good feeling again. I got so away from my norms in December when under the weather. They feel that much more special as I resume them again. A reminder that health is everything.
I’ve got one appointment I’d like to avoid today but that wouldn’t be smart. So, I’ll knock that out and return to the office and easel and work hard this afternoon and evening on my passions.
Changing my approach to change. I’m trying to combat the forces of age and nature that resist change with advancing years.
Changing speeds in my motivation is a beginning that will help with everything else. I’m already feeling and seeing the difference in productivity and results.
Chrome and Color. Photo by Mike Hartley
I’m trying to make a big change in terms of letting some things go. Some old family items, at least a third of the stuff in my workroom, some materials I’ve been saving for who knows what project.
I’m trying to change the focus here to more of my original intent with a photography focus but here I am contributing more grey matter.
Some changes are in relationships. The ones that require me to be the giver most of the time, become less attractive.
Some are changes in interest. This one has been happening for a while now. Since my retirement I have had less in common with a lot of people because I’ve dropped what I was doing professionally almost entirely. My hobbies now don’t register with most I’ve known for a while, with a rare exception here and there.
Many changes are out of my control, but they could have big effects on me. Things like friends moving away or passing. Of course, I’ve been touched by people close to me passing as we all have. But most all my best and longest-term friends have always lived close by. That will be tough as those things change.
In some cases, I might be forced to accept change and that is probably the most difficult. I’ve been lucky enough to maintain my own home and property for many decades here. But those days are numbered. I still enjoy it and can do most of it, but the heavy stuff is taking a toll. And there are parts of this yard it’s very easy to fall on which I’ve done many times.
Well, it’s late and time to change into exercise man, watch a little of the Ravens game before returning to work here for a late-night post. Don’t worry, I’ll change it up so it won’t be a serious post.
