Given the warm temps some bikes are out today but you won’t see any leaves on the trees like this. Winter is here and there are rumors of snow in early December.
Some days I miss my bike. I miss the experience. But better to leave it alone now than chance it. No offense to those who ride. I’m looking out for you. Can’t speak for the rest of them.
My better half said the roads are nuts. I don’t plan on being out much at all this weekend. For those of you braving the highways, take your time and be safe.
Random Thoughts of the Day
If I pretended, I was under more pressure I might get more done. But why pretend.
A constant dilemma, read more or write more. Shoot more, edit more.
Looks like it’s time to break out the heavy winter coat after today.
There are a few things I’d like to get framed. Haven’t done any of my work in frames in many years except as gifts. Time to change that.
Looking forward to a good Monday. Think I’ll get a haircut. That always makes me feel good. I was a bit lazy creating new work this weekend, but I did get a lot accomplished in terms of some fixes, housekeeping and organizing.
It’s a huge sports week and I’ll enjoy some of those events. The first one is the Maryland game that starts at midnight tonight. Yeah, they play the late game out west.
A great sky today. Photo by Mike Hartley
This is going to be a great week. Just made some plans to see a show we’ve wanted to do for some time now. The ICE Show at the Gaylord Hotel.
Working on some other travel ideas for next year and making plans with my better half. Those river cruises are sounding attractive.
I’m a bit of a homebody though. I better snap out of that shell before I can’t travel.
Random Thoughts of the Day
I see Giving Tuesday is a week from tomorrow December 2nd. I think I’ll start a week early with a donation to the food bank to catch the Thanksgiving need.
I wonder if Vegas takes bets on the lawsuits Trump brings.
The founder of Pappas Restaurant passed. They have my vote for best crabcake.
Naps are cool. If they aren’t your sleep.
RFK Jr. is going to be responsible for people dying needlessly.
Drop the flag, we are off to the races. I’m feeling good about yesterday’s progress and excited about the possibilities of today.
A rather patriotic checkered flag. Photo by Mike Hartley
I’m watching a beautiful sunrise over the Atlantic this morning, from afar unfortunately. Do you ever wonder how many more you will see?
It’s going to be nice for a late November day here so I’m going to fire up the grill later and put some chicken on it. I’m excited about that because I haven’t grilled out in a while. Being it will be around dark I’ll get the firepit going for a few hours before the late football game.
But first I’m looking forward to getting out and catching some rays from the sun with the top down on the car. And hopefully grabbing a few new images while out and about.
I’m guessing a good number of you might be traveling this coming holiday. Be it by car, plane or a walk across the street, have a safe and wonderful trip. I know some of you are getting an early start.
This drop top has more room than mine. Photo by Mike Hartley
We haven’t been big travelers in the past but hope to do some now that the time is available. I’m not sure why but I love the idea of taking trains to places in this country. I’ve had very few train rides in my life, but all have been great. A few trips north to Philly, NYC and Rochester are all I can remember.
We’re going to do a few local things before the end of the year that are just short drives but next year we might be rolling more.
I don’t think I’ll ever be comfortable flying, but I’ll do it because it’s the only way to get to some places the better half would like to visit. So, to the air we will take.
Tomorrow I’m keeping my feet on the ground with a joy ride because it might be the last sunny day that isn’t too cold before the long winter sets in.
A wet and dreary morning in central Maryland. It wasn’t bothering this guy below grazing in my back yard. The sun did break out at noon to brighten my spirits.
Seen a lot more bucks roaming my area lately. Photo by Mike Hartley
Spent the morning doing security updates due to a data breach at my old company, thank you very much for another parting gift. A company that keeps on giving, our information away.
All I know is that when we had a good number of database engineers all assigned to their systems and infrastructure teams above that made data, hardware, operating systems, networks and backups all secure, when I worked there. I think the applicable phrase is “Not on our watch.”
Secure it. Photo by Mike Hartley
I was disappointed by my new Dell laptop this morning. The first bios update it gets and it’s frozen. I retired from working with computer a while back and I don’t want to spend my time working on them now. Previous models have been very solid.
I’m tired of technology letting me down. It’s been that way from the start. The damn IBM 8086 and 8088. The crappy Mac Plus and Mac II. And everything in between, to today’s suspect engineering. Yeah, I’m old and probably don’t give credit to the level of today’s technology but I see and hear the same number of people complaining. Not to mention increasing threats from hackers, frauds, scams, thefts and other nefarious threats.
After getting Dell Support, I’m back in business with the laptop. Their engineer was pretty good, and it wasn’t a huge time drain getting it operational again. Being out of the IT game for a while I’m smart enough to seek help when I don’t know.
I’ve got to look at some external online attached storage for next year. I also realized my best camera is 13 years old. At the least it needs a good cleaning. The new equipment is so expensive. Then again, it’s not the equipment pointing the camera.
Time to get outside and get some new images, the camera is fully charged, and I will be soon.
Beach or mountains? Which do I prefer and why? – An interesting thought for a weekend morning. Living in the state of Maryland, I have mountains 3 hours to the west and beaches 3 hours to the east. I love the beach because I love warm weather, sand and water.
Mountains are nice and very beautiful also. But if you have followed this blog for any time, you can see I’m at the beach far more than mountains.
So why do I live in Central Maryland, I asked myself. Pretty simple I guess, I grew up here and liked it. Went to school here, worked here, met my wife here, raised a family here.
But the beach is my love. I usually watch the sunrise over the Atlantic if I’m there or not. Family vacations or just us as a couple enjoy it year-round. Well, we don’t go in January or February, but we have been just about every other month. I think we might even add December to the list this year and go see the lights at the beach and walk the empty boardwalk and maybe even take our shoes off and get in the sand.
The beach has some of my best memories of my life.
Give me the Sun and Sand please. Photo by Mike Hartley
Just a few trees on a hill or leaning over a stream. I didn’t capture much fall color this year. I’ll have to make up for that and get more winter scenes.
This above is by Ellicott City near the old Courthouse.
Along Old Court Road. I have no idea how they cut this hill, but I might just have to hang out next summer to do a video of it.
The streams are carrying away the last of the season’s color.
I didn’t shoot much new this week so I pulled a few from the archive. I was busy with the Dremel tool and paint brush. Trying to learn each.
Join in on the fun of Thursday Doors. The link to Dan’s Site – No Facilities to see many more talented displays of grand entrances. Have a great week all. And as always thank you Dan.
This first shot is from Old Ellicott City from a while back. It’s from the lower end of town and I’m guessing this merchant lost everything in the flood years back.
Another piece of history that is no more. In the back of the Friendly Inn (closed years ago). The snowball stand. A housing development stands in its place today. Who would have thunk it.
I had the pleasure of living in Howard County Maryland before the city of Columbia was built. Since then, it’s been this uneasy balance with me. It’s been one of opportunity and fun. It’s provided new friends and new perspectives. It’s also brought a city to my country setting which I struggle with.
This statue of James Rouse, the developer whose concept, design and plan were put into action and realized.
I’ve watched it grow from the first lake, first neighborhood, the mall and Merriweather Post Pavilion. The addition of roads, schools and homes grew into the rather large city it is now. It catches a ton of grief but if I’d developed it I’d be pretty proud. It’s not perfect, very few places are. In my mind it got too big.
If it had stopped expanding outward, things would have been better. It started eating too much of the old county. Huge mansions in exclusive neighborhoods, office parks, strip malls and developing every inch of space possible that is near it.
It’s unfair to blame the amount of growth on Columbia alone. They county officials for many decades now have catered to developers and many have gotten rich from this. Resources have been strained along the way and still are today in areas.
Notice the one yellow tulip between his shoes. I didn’t do that. Photo by Mike Hartley
It is a desired location for people. And has had a ton of employment opportunities. Diverse communities and recreation and resources galore. If the spoiled people who live here would stop complaining about it, the place would be better yet. I think they overlook how fortunate they are. I’m not against complaining about legitimate problems but jeez, things get petty quickly in that city.
Anyway, I don’t know why I even went on a rant about Columbia. I just found two shots of the Lakefront with the statues that I hadn’t used before, and I didn’t do any new shooting yesterday or even download the shots I’d taken from the day before.
Get your Ducks and Dragon in a row now. There are only 43 days left in the year and much to accomplish. There is so much I hope to get done this year. There is a lot of time to work with but it’s also a very busy social time of year.
A lot of people do end of year round ups, or best of. Some assess the yearly accomplishments or lay the foundation for next year.
I’m just going day by day. I’m not into judging what I think my best work is. I’d rather concentrate on trying to create it today because it’s a never-ending pursuit.
Assessing goals is a private matter. There are so many factors, ups and downs, changes, additions, deletions along the way not to mention all the personal stuff in between that has impacts. I already share enough imperfections here, I don’t want to list them all.
I’m not hung up on stats or subscribers. I do love the comments and likes from those who interact here and I thank you for taking the time. I do like to see how many posts I can make and how many words and new images I add.
So, here’s to another day of blogging, some painting and I’ve returned to doing some stone etching. I’ll have to put that one away when the better half goes to bed this evening.
There is a show called Way Too Early, and it comes on at 5am. I wasn’t referring to that. My way too early started at 1am. Good in some ways, bad in others.
I did spend some time getting things organized and doing some housecleaning on the computer. But those are boring tasks.
So, I decided to look for something more interesting like the folks below.
Columbia MD.Photo by Mike Hartley
It’s a bit cool for my taste and it rained all night so the motivation to go outside isn’t there.
Think I’ll paint. And see what takes shape.
Columbia MD. Photo by Mike Hartley
Random Thoughts of the Day
The day is young, I’m not. So make way, we’re moving out.
There are RULES. Review them before proceeding. Just make sure they are yours and not others.
I like lyrics that make you think.
I don’t know if the holidays are less pressure packed because of my age or because I look at them differently than I used to.
When you make the best use of the day or close to it, it’s a damn good feeling. I had that feeling about Monday, so I kept it going today.
First a little dirty work in the shed removing the mower battery, draining fuel. Getting the cover on the car before the rain and some leaf blower time followed that. Picked up a ton of sticks from the few days of high winds.
Going with the current. Photo by Mike Hartley
It’s back to the easel and that good book I started tonight. A few more posts with some new images and uploading some recent shooting to the photo site.
I haven’t devoted this much time to my hobbies in a while. Or spent time with a book.
Even though we’re a long way from spring, things are blooming for me this week.
I’m going to have to search hard for color this winter season. Photo by Mike Hartley
Random Thoughts of the Day
The rule for the night. If I watch sports, it will be from the treadmill.
Disconnecting the battery is a piece of cake. Lifting it out hurt. Maybe I should hook myself to the charger.
Each quarter the remaining family members in the area gather for lunch and dessert at one of our homes. We rotate selecting the restaurant.
My brother in-law Tom chose Kecco’s Woodfire Kitchen on Westminster Pike just off 795 exit 9a. And what a pick he made. They live near here and had tried it after appointments in the area.
I had the Calamari Fritti which was very good, perfectly cooked and a nice marinara sauce. But the part that totally impressed me was the Carnosa Woodfire pizza. It has topping with pepperoni, meatball, bacon and sausage which were all great. The cheese and sauce combination was perfect.
This was one of the best pie’s I’ve had in a great while. I wish it was closer.
I see the great snow debates have started already. How much, what date is the first snow, will it snow on Christmas, will it be colder than normal. I’m preparing for both. If it’s nice I’ll put the top down on the convertible in the middle of winter. If not, it will stay covered a good bit.
If memory serves me correctly this is off Centennial Lane. Photo by Mike Hartley
I do know that I have to test fire the generator. The shovels are out of the shed and in the basement. We have about half a cord of wood. Thinking of ordering more. We don’t burn much but in an emergency it’s nice to have available.
Winter and I do not get along. Cold is my kryptonite. The last couple days I’ve been adjusting to the trees being bare again. Soon the colorful leaves on the ground will turn brown and be absorbed by the ground.
Frosts will start, frozen mist, sleet, snow and then slush and refreeze and slush. More cold with some even colder wind mixed in. It’s all got me thinking about a song from my youth by a group called The Animals. And the song was “We Gotta Get Out of This Place.”
I will have to fight the overwhelming urge to hibernate all season. It takes my entire willpower to venture outside in winter. The only time that isn’t true is after a snow. Usually, I’m the first one out and done shoveling. I’m going to have to get a snowblower soon. This old back doesn’t react to shovels too well anymore, but it seems to pull through each season.
The season does have its beauty. It’s so crisp and clean and sometimes so quiet like after a snow. Sitting around a roaring fire in the cold is special.
Having to warm up a frozen car isn’t special. Having to dress in layers isn’t special. Having huge utility bills isn’t special. Having to walk from point A to point B while dressed as the Michelin Man isn’t special.
I’m sorry, I promised a friend I was going to be less winter hostile this year. But the cooler summer and then cold fall has tested my patience already. And if we get a lot of snow this year I’ll be making up for lost time with additional rants about cold on a daily basis.
But till then I’ll cool my jets about the pending onslaught of winter.
Random Thoughts of the Day
I paint, to brush off other things.
If tariffs were so good, why is he rolling them back on some food?
Never make light of any progress. It’s hard enough as it is, for some.
That bright sun from the window feels good on my back.
It’s never just another day. Unless you want to look at it like that. I find each one unique and special in some way. Even the worst days. It’s my own fault if I don’t learn something or find something special about the day.
Just trying to brighten the day. Photo by Mike Hartley
Trying something new. Not being afraid. Taking a chance. Living, it’s great and it’s tough.
The flip side of life and not finding those special moments or parts of each day is remarkably easy when feeling down or troubled. They are ignored, overlooked, bypassed or not attended or answered. And that is a shame because we don’t get those back.
I’ve wasted time myself stuck in ruts. Age gave me some wisdom and that helped me avoid some, but I still go off road occasionally and get stuck.
Random Thoughts of the Day
With the fire warnings out, I won’t be lighting the firepit tonight.
I like pizza in the morning. Not all the time but occasionally.
I’m going to do something out of the ordinary that I’d like to make routine. I’m going to pick up a book.
There are few things better than a day without obligations other than to yourself.
What is your favorite place to go in your city? A difficult ask by the daily writing prompt because I live in a small town not a city.
But we do have a city nearby. A very old mill town called Ellicott City. It’s a city I’m connected to in many ways. My better half’s family lived there. When we got married our first apartment was there. I began my 5 decades in newspapers in that city. Owned a business there.
The place has been through a lot of traumas. Fires, train accidents and floods. It has reinvented itself so many times I’ve lost count. There were two fire stations, but both had moved. There was a lumber and flour mill there. That’s gone. There was a thriving newspaper business that’s long gone. There was a corner market and that is gone.
Mr. Yates behind his counter. Photo by Mike Hartley
The list of what has gone and come and gone and come again is too long for this post but it’s a town always in transition, but it stays the same somehow. Friendly, unique, picturesque, filled with small homes and shops, with restaurants and bars. Farmers markets, movie nights, and many theme occasions. Santa still rides down Main Street as he did decades ago.
Snow at Railroad Museum. Photo by Mike Hartley
They kick off the holiday season with midnight madness and tree lighting. The fire station, now up Old Columbia Pike, has a huge holiday train garden for the kids and adults like me.
Tongue Row EC. Photo by Mike Hartley
Oh, the town has many issues. A historical society that tries to keep it true but also doesn’t know the only constant in life is change. Many town factions and groups all squabble from time to time.
The train bridge crosses the lower end of town by the Patapsco River. Photo by Mike Hartley
Many of the places that made it special for decades are gone or going. Tersiguel’s is closing after 50 years I believe this year. Old Mr. Yates in his market, Fisher’s bakery with the sweetest sweets I’ve ever had has been history for a long time. Coco Lane and Commercial Farmers Bank that I used to walk down the street to cash my first work checks.
Fernand Tersiguel standing outside his establishment. Photo by Mike Hartley
It’s different now but loaded with new treasures and shops and restaurants and sights. Flood mitigation efforts should preserve this town from its past devastating floods. But you can never fully protect against Mother Nature of course.
It can get crowded on the weekends.
So, my favorite place is Main Street and the memories I have of it. I walk up and down this hilly place often. It’s great exercise, most everyone has a smile and hello. I look in shop windows, take pictures, maybe grab a snack or drink. It relaxes me and with all the history I have, it feels a bit like home.
I took this shot the day before a flood that wiped out most of the first and some of the second stories of this lower section of town. Photo by Mike Hartley
Someone had a whale of an idea when they created this ride. The chrome front bumper probably weighs more than most cars now.
All aboard. Photo by Mike Hartley
Another busy Sunday. But certainly, some time to create will be worked into various parts of the day. First a series of 220 shots to edit. I’ve picked up the camera for a few indoor shots and hopefully shoot a few more images if we get out and about today.
I put a fresh sheet of watercolor paper on the easel. Going to try something more difficult this time. I’m thinking of a portrait.
Do you ever have those days you hope your children call. This was one of them when I woke up today.
I don’t like the sound of 40-50 mph wind gusts. I know I wouldn’t like tornado speed winds. It reminds me we have a tree that needs to be taken down this winter. That won’t be a cheap job.
Random Thoughts of the Day
Got a new laptop. Starting to adapt to it. Took a few weeks to get used to feel and new OS but its speed over the old one is great. Not that I’m a power user or anything.
My sleep is getting more inconsistent again. Maybe it’s having a flashback.
Do you ever feel like you talk to a lot of people but have nobody to talk to.
I hope the winds don’t take out our power today. It’s a hold onto your hat day till the evening.
Can’t wait for the smells of Thanksgiving.
Big victory for Maryland Men’s hoop team yesterday. And the highly ranked Women’s team plays today.
We haven’t been in a few years and my son mentioned it just the other day. And by chance I came upon some images from a shoot in 2014. I’ve run shots of that before, so I won’t repeat those. I did find two gems that I guess I didn’t like the first edit to share this time.
I can’t be running holiday shots already, can I? Photo by Mike Hartley
So, if you need to get the family out of the house on the coming holiday weekend this might be a nice change for a good cause.
Only 41 days till Christmas. Photo by Mike Hartley
It feels like I do a lot of rescheduling. Yes, that is part of life, always has been. But I get out of balance. I’m not scheduling enough, me time. Well, that sounds like a selfish statement and maybe it is. But I’ve spent a lot of my life prioritizing for others. Don’t get me wrong, I did it very willingly and wouldn’t change a thing.
But now, time for a change is in order. I’m really going to start prioritizing my work and enjoyment.
I started last night with an evening with friends that was a very good time. In between a few chores and errands today I’m doing some photography and painting. One day at a time.
Been in a bit of a funk lately so finding my way out of it.
Guys getting Stoned on the Job
In the town of FredRock (Frederick MD). Photo by Mike Hartley
Random Thoughts of the Day
With the penny no longer being made, will it increase or diminish the collectability of them over time.
It galls me to see Trump step foot in Arlington National Cemetery.
My first doctor’s appointment in a while without an issue. Tuesday was a good day.
It looks like a good evening to get the firepit roaring.
If you could live anywhere in the world, where would it be? – An interesting thought to fantasize about from the daily writing prompt.
This morning my thoughts took me to Fenwick Island, Delaware. Right on the shore and the town borders my home state of Maryland so I can be right next to all the things I love. Trouble is that it is still too far from my children and grandchildren so it wouldn’t work.
It’s a beautiful small town of maybe 400 people on the shore. Very walkable and friendly. A slow pace of life and wonderful views.
Fenwick Island Lighthouse on Delaware Maryland border. Photo by Mike Hartley
Finally making a post to Thursday Doors at a reasonable time on a Thursday no less. I’m proud of myself. Anyway, enough self congrats, time for some doors. The first shot was so RED I thought I should continue the theme.
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.
Red seems to be the color for this family. Photo by Mike Hartley
And while the door he is painting is black. The red brick wall and the gentleman’s red hair continue my theme.
A serious artist. Photo by Mike Hartley
And our red antiques storefront.
I believe I shot this one in Easton MD. Photo by Mike Hartley
That was a disappointing turnout for the game last night at the University of Maryland. Even the students bailed on the game. The announced attendance was 10,461. I’m sorry but 2/3rds of them must have been in the restrooms or at the concession stands for the entire game.
The crowd lacked the energy of a normal Maryland game. We have to get butts in those seats.
One of the great things about being up early is the sunrise. On a cold morning like this though I’m more inclined to look at one of the webcams in Ocean City MD and catch the beauty of the beach, water and sun. Like this one from the Howard Johnson Oceanfront Inn.
A doctor’s appointment this afternoon and then I’m free to work on the hobbies. I’ve caught up with the mother ship, and I’m prepared to set sail.
Sailing out of Cambridge MD. Photo by Mike Hartley
I was more apprehensive of what was possible than confident. I used to fear that all the time. Both success and failure or just being mediocre. Now that I’m finally comfortable with myself and don’t allow what others may think affect me, it’s the kind of freedom I haven’t had before.
I’m me, a man of many flaws and imperfections. Probably not that talented or insightful. I’ve been told there are a few good qualities also, but I’ll let history and others be the judge of that.
So, as I sit before the keyboard before dawn in my dark office I see a day filled with some smiles and laughs. Some chores and work. But also, one where I’ll spend time picking up the camera, paint brush and Dremel tool.
Oh crap, a doctor’s appointment. That puts a damper on things, but we will have a good time till it’s time to go.
Light it up. Photo by Mike Hartley
What I’m enjoying now is a journey that I’ve looked forward to for some time. The end of one career and the beginning of the one I thought I’d pursue when I was in my early 20s. At least doing it this way I won’t be a starving artist. I’ll just be an artist.
But boy, what I missed doing. The lost time and opportunities that might have turned into a career. No time wasted though on thinking about what could have been, just what I can do now and getting to it.
Random Thoughts of the Day
There is a lot to be said for saying nothing in some situations.
My hair still stands on end when I hear the start of Simple Man by Lynyrd Skynyrd.
After Tuesday’s cold I can say with confidence that I’m not ready for Winter.
I can hear my mother saying don’t give up on this or that person. I guess that resonated with me when she was alive.
Taking a chance is something we all do each day. Most of the chances are small ones. The big ones though, those are the stressful ones. Some people get exhilaration from taking chances. So run something up the flagpole and see if it flies.
People making a million-dollar stock trade might seem like they are taking a chance. But it’s probably less of a chance than an individual deciding which bill not to pay or if the family will go hungry or without heat or having a car repo’d or even worse a foreclosure because they haven’t been paid in a month.
I’m not going to even get into the life and death chances we all take every day. Like getting into a car and having a dump truck run you off the road because they can’t stay in their lane. Yeah, it happened to me on the way home today.
I took a chance to start a business once. It was a wonderful experience even though it didn’t work our for me. It did for my two partners though.
A chance was taken when I asked for her hand in marriage.
Picking a medical treatment or surgery and taking the chance, that is the cure.
Life is a chance. A chance to explore, experience and embrace.
Random Thoughts of the Day
Now might not be the time to fly.
Lying to yourself is the first step in lying to others.
The Military, the National Guard and Police all have important decisions to make shortly. Will they take up arms and use force against their own population at a peaceful demonstration?
The economy is the same as it’s always been. The have’s are happy and the have nots aren’t. The thing that has changed is there are fewer have’s and a lot more have nots.
New school, a digital picture frame on the desk. Old school, hundreds of pictures on my office walls.
A man who needs monuments, ballrooms and accolades for himself, is not a man.
Well yeah, most all the football was played over the weekend. But this kickoff is a new week and new energy. Good Monday morning. The weekend party is over and priorities shift. Yes, even for those of us who are retired.
A very productive week is planned. Tons of tasks and chores to attend to, but all those make life possible. I hope to get back to my 3-4 posts a day after yesterday’s pause to a lone one. And that means I will be out shooting more to provide these grey posts some color and activity.
The warm waters of the Atlantic Ocean. Photo by Mike Hartley
Wishing I was in a warmer climate like this shot I took in Florida a number of years back. It won’t get out of the 40s here today in central Maryland. I’ll still be out and about trying to capture something special along my steps.
Yesterday caught up with me in a number of ways, and plans for second half of the day were washed away. Starting off with a lack of sleep and followed by hours of physical work and a good meal and I was asleep probably before the second football game of the day ended.
I’m feeling that physical work from yesterday, with the power washer. Seems like an easy tool and is. It’s the positions you get into with it cleaning whatever it is your cleaning that hurt. Usually, your head is pointed up or down. Sometimes, your hunched over or up on a ladder balancing yourself with a gun that is providing kickback.
It’s a fun job. I’m getting proficient at it. I’ll be taking it back to my son’s home next year for another round. But that is another piece that is now stored away for the winter unless we get a usual heat wave.
Random Thoughts of the Day
Way to go, Maryland Men’s Soccer team. Undefeated Regular Season.
I call this my formal season. I wear suits often. Sweatsuits that is.
Ah another betting scandal involving another sport, Major League Baseball. The trouble is that sports won’t ever admit it was a mistake to get in bed with gambling.
I like the quote “Change is slow, until it isn’t” by Roger Spitz
Instead of naming the most expensive personal item you’ve ever purchased like I did last year in a post titled – Material Crap – as the daily writing prompt asks, I’ll answer this a different way.
I’ve learned early on in life that material things didn’t equal happiness. I believe our parents instilled that in us. My better half and I are on the same page most of the time. We just don’t spend much on ourselves.
I’m not really hung up on material things. We get our value out of purchases and always have. I also try to fix and repair things when possible.
I have a hard time even looking at expensive items except for curiosity of what expensive stuff really costs. And what’s the old term? If you have to ask, you can’t afford it.
Being satisfied and happy with less than the most expensive items is cool with us.
Traveling down Frederick Road mid-week I looked to my right after passing Manor Lane and the field in the distance was becoming invisible with what looked to be thick white smoke. I made a right on Westmount Pkwy and found this.
Something faint, in the distance.
Ah, the beast reveals itself.
Chopping up old corn stalks.
I guess it’s been rather dry here. Sure did look like something was on fire from the road a mile or two away from here. I guess he’d been at it for a while.
I was walking a trail the other day, and the footing was not good. The ground camouflage is deep and filled with traps. Each year I head out at this time I say, how bad can it be. Wet leaves covering tree roots and rocks and holes.
And anything slithering around underneath.
I’m guessing some would say it’s less than wise for an old man with a heavy camera. And they probably are right but I’m going to increase my outside walks with my better half. Were a good team of, we get there when we get there.
I think I’m going to look into walking sticks for us.
Have a good walk today.
Get out but be careful with your footing. Photo by Mike Hartley
What a crap shoot staying healthy is. So many variables are in play. We do our best, see our doctors, listen to their advice.
Sometimes there are good seasons and difficult ones. We get most all the preventive shots because that is what our doctors recommend.
We go out to eat, we travel a bit, have family gatherings, go to public indoor events in the winter season and are probably exposed to just about everything. Sometimes we catch it, sometimes not.
Time to time we help our children with their children. For instance, my better half picked up our granddaughter from school because she had picked up something and wasn’t feeling good. Something we have no problem doing and are always there for them and glad we are.
We are careful. I wash my hands a lot. If we travel this season, I’ve thought about wearing a mask on a flight.
But it’s really a crap shoot. The wrong spot, the wrong time, the wrong contact. I hear several things are going around already at schools.
I’m not going to obsess about it. But I am more cautious this time of year. I hate being out in the cold anyway. Except seated or standing near my firepit.
So, step up, do your part in keeping yourself and others healthy. And care for those who aren’t as lucky.
Looking up some old steps on Court Avenue in Ellicott City. Photo by Mike Hartley
What podcasts are you listening to? I’m still kind of new to podcasts to answer this question from the daily writing prompt well, but I’ll give it a shot.
Lately Pablo Torre Finds Out and The Best People Nichole Wallace and Beyond the Lens with Richard Bernabe and the Daily Show.
I’m just starting to get into Podcast so I’m not too deep into it yet.
Wow that week went by fast. Time to find some doors. I didn’t like the few I shot yesterday so I’m digging into the archive and that is dangerous. Time is so tight I only checked two previous posts on this town and haven’t used these before, but I could be mistaken.
These are from the town of St Michaels Maryland.
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.
That is the title a couple of my friends, and I attribute to this day of the week. We usually gather sometime during the week and when it lands on a Thursday it’s a Thirsty Thursday day. I think it gets them to wound up. But who am I to say, a man without enough limitations.
Anyway, it’s good to be upright and happy another day in life. Some music has it off to a bright start and a good night’s rest for a change of pace. So, a lot of energy and positive mindset is at hand to spend on the day.
A trip to the art supply store is needed. Especially to pick up some things for my granddaughter who is a budding artist, like her mom. I wish I had a natural talent. But I’m one who needs a lot of practice, trial and error before I start to knock out something I’m proud of.
I’ve seen my daughter and granddaughter doodle and say I couldn’t do that in 20 attempts. But that is part of what makes my work rewarding. It takes some time and is a journey.
Time to get back to some chores before more fun.
The winds didn’t help last night. I still need to get out with the leaf blower and rake but it’s still blowing hard out there this morning. There is a rumor of flurries this coming Monday and rain this weekend so my window for clearing is limited.
Snow. Photo by Mike Hartley
Random Thoughts of the Day
Sunrises are calming, to me. I take some time before the actual sunrise to watch the sky start to come alive. And then that first sliver of sun across the horizon. I wish I was at the beach in person watching it come up over the Atlantic.
I have to call and schedule some dental work. I’ve put that call off 3 for days, but I guess I have to make it eventually so here it goes.
Looks like travel just became a lot more complicated.
Living like you’re on permanent vacation.
Each year this vessel that carries this twisted mind gets decreasingly tolerant of cold weather.
I told Nature it was going the wrong way and to see the sign below. I’d like a return to summer please. Winds this evening won’t be ushering in warmer temps. It’s going to be about 10 degrees cooler tomorrow.
I’m glad I took a cruise today. Even though it was cloudy for a good bit of it, the sun did make an appearance.
Everyone was out and about enjoying the upper 60s.
Like the herd of sheep in the lower left corner.
I should go back tomorrow and see if there is anything left on this tree.
I had intended on getting the firepit going today but with those winds coming that would be foolish. Maybe another day.
It bums me out to bring in the hammock and frame in for the winter. I should set it up in my basement. That wouldn’t go over too well.
You know how you get a feeling at times about something going wrong. I’m thinking we might lose power this evening. I hope I’m wrong.
I’ve shot two photos that I was about to throw away recently. They taught me an important lesson. One was a shot of leaves on the tree in the backyard. The other a landscape/cloud shot.
I zoomed in to see how sharp the focus was on the leaf shot and saw a hornet resting on a leaf in the tree. Maybe waiting for the sun to thaw it out.
I had already zoomed in at 200mm to get the full shot below this cropped one. I thought it was odd to zoom in while editing at that point and see it when I hadn’t noticed it in the full shot.
It’s just to the left of center.
The next image was on the same day looking from my deck through the backyards of my neighbors. I was looking for a cloud shot and almost threw it away when I looked at the sky and wondered what was that flying.
It appears to be two large birds, and my guess is they are fighting over a meal. In editing when I really zoomed in on the wide-angle image, there was something long below them, my guess a snake. I doubt they would argue over a branch. If it was a kite I would have seen it suspended a while. Plus, our street and neighborhood are all big trees so you fly it you lose it.
These two images taught me today to look more closely at what I shot and to pay more attention. I could have zoomed in more on each of these if I was looking closer, taking my time, and gotten something worth keeping.
That was one busy day. I haven’t seen my to-do list that long in a while. Good thing I got an early start yesterday. My better half helped with many of them.
I tried my hand at some watercolor painting yesterday morning in between posts and some research early before sunrise. I’m going to get back to that piece this morning.
Took care of several other scheduling logistics. Had to pick up sticks before mowing. Also cleaned out the shed and stored some more summer tools and furniture. Some of which is on its last leg. I picked out one chair to go to the dump.
Just a few branches from the oaks after those winds. Photo by Mike Hartley
Looked at another task and realized the quote from Clint Eastwood in a few of his movies was appropriate for the situation, “A man’s got to know his limitation” so I called a plumber.
Everything is cut and trimmed but the lower back by the woods which I’ll knock out today. I’m making this the last mowing of the season. Congrats to my old John Deere for making it through season 27. I think the day is coming and that machine will fall apart like the car did in the movie The Blues Brothers.
I’ll wash my car and maybe detail the interior this morning. There is a club meeting on Sunday, so it better be presentable.
Sometimes when you pass what has been a bland view before, something new catches your eye. Photo by Mike Hartley
I have to call Verizon about a problem with FIOS for the 3rd time in a few months for the same issue. I’ve had to calm down for a day or two before calling them.
I don’t why they haven’t caught it because after the second time they said they were putting a network monitor on it. I guess that aspect of their technology needs some perfecting. My first thought was to do my John Wick with a sledgehammer impression and pound all their equipment into dust. I resisted that urge. I took another day to practice not cursing at them.
I think I’m ready to call them and give them a try at a 3rd strike. That is if they want to start by cancelling next month’s payment because I feel I’m working for them and not getting paid and paying them at the same time.
Random Thoughts of the Day
I wonder what the RUSH tour will sound like with a new drummer.
Each time I trim my beard I think I should just let it grow and enter the best beard contest.
Angus and Malcom can wear out a pair of speakers.
Batten down the hatches, it’s going to get windy later today in the northeast.
A bizarre question. I assume everyone needs time. Well maybe those who are doing time don’t want more but speaking personally, I want as much time as possible.
What I want more though is to be productive in lots of things in the time I do have. I saw a movie recently and it had the line – “Time is luck” -and the response was “Luck run out” when two had to part at the end. Sort of like a statement on life.
Some are very unfortunate and have very little time. I’ve been blessed and have had lots of time. I’d love to have lots more because I’m so happy with what I’m doing with time now.
What will your life be like in three years? – Deep question from the daily writing prompt.
I read last year’s answer to this same question and it was my idea and dream post called Life Plus 3. And after year one we are on track with most of that.
Today though, I’m not thinking that far ahead. I’m trying to live in the present as much as possible. Decisions and actions we take or don’t take today and tomorrow all factor in on that 3-year projection. And so many things could happen between now and then that may be out of our control.
It’s fun thinking long term.
Triple the Pleasure. Photo by Mike Hartley
Those used to be some of my favorite questions for people when I was doing performance reviews. It’s especially good for young people to think about. We would talk about short term/yearly goals in the meeting but near the end I would ask where do you see yourself in 3-5 years and then in 10 years?
It was fun watching people respond to that. Some at those younger ages hadn’t thought beyond getting out of a review alive. Others might talk about a personal passion. I had a couple guys working for me whose dream was to be a musician.
I know one of them did get their wish. He is very successful (David Sitek). Worked for me at Patuxent Publishing Company as a photo reproduction tech.
It’s good to evaluate those long-term goals regularly. They do change over a lifetime.
My goal in the next 3 minutes is to get something to eat. In about 3 hours I’m going to catch another hour or two of sleep. In 3 days, I’ll see my son and grandson. In 3 weeks, the house will start to fill with the smells of Thanksgiving prep. In 3 months, I have a important doctors appointment. That’s as far as I can look ahead this morning.
Should you spend your life in search of enjoyment? Why not, it’s your life, enjoy it. I’ve always tried to enjoy my professional work and with those around me. Yes, it’s work, and yes it’s tough and demanding at times. That doesn’t mean it can’t be enjoyed.
Enjoyment comes in so many ways. Some will work their butts off to help or support others to enjoy life and get a lot of joy out of those efforts. Others spend their life focused on self-enjoyment and are very happy.
Enjoyment can look very different for people. Some may find great enjoyment in just lying in a hammock for a few hours, while some might consider that a complete waste of time and want to play sports for enjoyment.
Blowing into town. Photo by Mike Hartley
The types of enjoyment are so numerous I won’t delve into all of them. I will say I learned late in life that I should enjoy it more. I got too caught up in the small stuff.
So now I’m more relaxed. Still have as many struggles going on, if not more, as when I was younger. Dealing with them but not letting them dominate life or take away its enjoyment.
Earlier today I did a post about doing more street photography but being nervous about shooting people. As you can see, I’m easing into it with the above shot.
I have to work on my street photography. Trouble is that I like the country. And yes, there are streets and people in these small towns but nothing like the type of city shots you can get like when I visited NYC once.
Also, I’m not real comfortable photographing people. Something I must overcome and soon because I like street shots. It’s photography I really enjoy seeing others work. I think I’ll take a stab at it more this month.
If the sun peeks out this afternoon, I’ll see if I can capture anything left of the fall colors that didn’t get blown away the last few days.
Random Thoughts of the Day
Seeing young kids ride bikes reminds me of that joy.
Watching rain at the beach just doesn’t seem right.
I’m feeling good about this week. I don’t have any doctor’s appointments.
Decided to employee some help. The team of me, myself and I. They all need a swift motivational kick in the ass today. Look for more results today.
The song Shine on You Crazy Diamond from Pink Floyd started playing as I opened this photo to edit. And then I said it’s fine as it is.
Grill. Photo by Mike Hartley
The first Sunday in November. The clocks have been moved back. Our monthly Miata club meeting will start next Sunday afternoon, a change from our Monday evening meets during warm-weather months.
I’ll have to try harder to get to the winter events. The car shows are pretty much done for the season. There is a good one at the Timonium Fairgrounds in December inside, but admission is too much for this kid.
Did some marshmallows over the firepit last night for the first time with my granddaughter. That was fun. Taking her and her mother to lunch today.
Just happened to be listening to some music while editing some car show pictures and this combination hit at the same time. This old roadster and AC/DC Back In Black.
2 seaters are the way to go. Photo by Mike Hartley
Life is full of unique combinations. As they say, timing is everything.
Welcome to November. It gave me pause because the year has flown by again. And it shifts into hyper speed for the holidays.
I’m cruising into the new month with some fresh thoughts and ideas. Some creative, some for life, some for food. I’ll see if I can share some along the way.
My morning is about to kick into high gear with a 6-year-old to entertain and teach. Hope your morning is as bright as it is here.
Gazing out into darkness waiting for the sunrise. The last warmth of the season floating away like the leaves. Daylight is getting shorter and now the time change tonight creating more issues. The first thought is an extra hour’s sleep tomorrow morning. Then you remember you’ll be driving home in the dark from now on.
A colorful place to rest on Main Street EC. Photo by Mike Hartley
But forget all that nonsense. I’m just looking forward to today. We got a little visitor coming to make our day exciting. And with some sun and temps around 60 we can be outside a bit.
Later I’ll get the firepit going and we can make some smores. In between I’ll share my love of art with her and I’m sure she will want my help building another fort around the house.
In between I hope to sneak in some photography and a few posts today.
So, coach, get my behind off the bench and get me in the game. Have a good morning, all.
The sound of my children’s voices. The feel of warm Atlantic beach sand between my toes. The taste of a cherry ice cream soda. The running hugs from grandchildren. The convertible top down and wind in my hair. The sunrises and sunsets. The warmth of my space heater on a really cold night.
The view from the kitchen bay window looking down into the woods. Running to “drawing room” with my granddaughter talking about what to make. Sitting on the front porch with a snowball after mowing the lawn.
My grandson’s big eyes and broken attempt at saying tractor which he wants to ride again with me on each visit. The good morning hugs from my better half. Stepping off the treadmill after the last mile of the day. Watching my children walk down the street after being dropped off by the bus.
The high fives after a Maryland basketball victory with friends. The smell of a rose from a plant my mom gave us. The feel of a favorite shot coming off the printer. The sound of snow hitting my jacket as I shovel.
Opening my back door and seeing 6-8 deer grazing along the tree line. A warm summer breeze and clouds moving briskly across the sky as I lay in a hammock. Looking at my better half in her favorite chair with a good book.
Drying the last water spots off my freshly washed car. Putting the fully charged cameras in the bag and heading out the door. A good report from the doctor.
Catching up with old work friends. A bird landing on the fence a few feet from me and not noticing me sitting in the chair while grilling some burgers.
The feeling after making a charitable donation. Hearing one of my favorite songs. The taste of chocolate.
Finding a family memory. Seeing a block of wood turn into a carving. Getting a letter or email from a loved one. Opening the front door after being away from home for a few days.
Seeing a crabcake and a medium fillet sat in front of me hot from the kitchen. Raking a big pile of leaves and remembering jumping in them as a youngster. Hearing a big V-Twin motorcycle go by and remembering the days I rode one.
Jumping into a pool on a hot summer day. Seeing a drawing come to life. Finishing shoveling the driveway after a big snow. Watching a hummingbird feed.
Sitting by the firepit. A tight series of corners in the Miata. A live concert. Embracing my better half. Making friends laugh. When the power returns after an outage. A large Ledo Pizza with bacon.
And many more things make me smile. So, I’ll keep adding to the list as long as possible.
I was missing in action on Thursday. A bit under the weather so I slept for a change of pace forgetting my mission to participate in Thursday Doors. So here I am a day late and dollar short but within the allowable window.
Sharing some doors I shot on Tuesday in Ellicott City MD.
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’ll take the servants entrance, thank you.
Making a new door.
Caboose door.
No handicapped entrance here. You go down 20 steps to get to the steps to go up to this door.
Woke not feeling 100% so took it easy today. First time in a while I slept during the day. At least the headache has subsided. I didn’t venture out more than a few feet on the back deck today with the camera.
Appreciating the view from my deck. Photo by Mike Hartley
I did have a visitor on the screen and one on the deck railing. The wasp seemed to be on his last days.
Go Green. Photo by Mike Hartley
The last cutting of the lawn will be this weekend. Then winterizing the mowers and store them for the season.
Almost put my hand on this guy by accident. Photo by Mike Hartley
Burning Again
I humped a half cord of wood, stacked in a few spots for easy access and covered it on Wednesday before the rains today. First time we have got wood in a while. I haven’t used the fireplaces in a bit, but I’ve had my wood burning stove going and I will have it fired up this weekend.
Music and the Mind
I can’t explain it. Music does something to me. Actually, it does a lot of things to me and always has. It can rescue me. It can also get me in trouble (tunes and a manual gearbox). It brightens my attitude when I need it to. And tonight is one of those times.
Random Thoughts of the Day
Don’t fight that urge, if it’s a good thing.
Missed the news today. Not a bad feeling.
It’s odd to be doing my second post of the day just before midnight when the early morning is more the norm.
What’s something you believe everyone should know. – Rather presumptuous of me to project what everyone should know. Like I have a good grip on life (NOT). But what the hell. Here it goes.
Intermediate – Learning is lifelong. Love is hard and painful at times. Life is hard and painful at times. Unless you are in a very small percentage, you will have to work hard in your life to have a chance to succeed. Your body is a special thing, respect it. You only get one.
Advanced – Trust and respect are earned. You alone are in charge of how you feel. The richest people aren’t really the richest people in life. Live some of your life like there is no tomorrow, because one day there is no tomorrow. If you go outside today without an umbrella you’re going to get wet.
Oh yeah, if you eat too much Halloween candy tomorrow, you’re going to feel like crap on Saturday. But some of us will do it anyway. That’s the kid trying to come out in you.
I used to know how to work on cars. But age prevents me from getting into positions in, around and under the hood that used to be possible. I don’t want to get stuck like this guy. Photo by Mike Hartley
Wishing isn’t a bad thing if you follow up with actions. Even having wishes that you put off and somehow come back to, and you make real. I feel that is what I’ve embarked on now. I put off my desire to be an artist when I was 18 and started my career in newspapers.
Now retired I’m getting back in the swing of trying to be a photographer, writer and artist. None of these things I did in my paper career. I worked in Engraving, Press, Publishing Systems, IT System Administration / UNIX Admin and System Analyst.
I got to see a ton of great work by very talented photographers, writers and artists. It served to further intimidate me throughout my career to pursue those areas, even in my own personal space.
But I started to pick up the camera more as I neared 50 years of age. I found that pleasing family with shots and myself was enough for me suddenly. When I started blogging, I also added that if I could bring joy through and image or thought or perspective to even 1 more person, than that was special also.
I don’t have to make a cent off my art or writing or time now. But the thought of having to make a living as an artist at 18 was almost unimaginable. I was also waking up to the reality that I wasted my high school years in several ways.
But one thing high school did was to cement in me was my love for art. I think I took it all 4 years as an elective. The teacher was and still is kind of this inspiration. Each time I hear The Beatles music I think of him and how his art class just put my mind and body at this peaceful ease. It also touched a creative desire in me. It is what I took in my one and only semester in college.
I know I’m not artistic wonder. But I’m trying to learn and create something that my family might treasure down the road or even now. That is why I’m excited to work with my granddaughter this year and beyond if she has the love for it that I do. And hopefully with my other grandchildren also.
So out of this computer chair and into another one by my easel.
I hope to do a little work at the easel this fine Wednesday. So, I guess I should put up my own “Wet Paint” signs.
Photo by Mike Hartley
A little work with some watercolor is in order today. I’m not sure I’d call it work yet. More like trying to remember some techniques I knew and forgot long ago. Maybe it will be like riding a bike. Maybe not.
I’ve never worked with acrylic or oils. Could be a future interest if the brush work appeals to me again.
What got me inspired again was seeing some pieces by an old co-worker Robert Lewis, who does some beautiful work.
Random Thoughts of the Morning
I wish the rain would wash away the current administration.
Making wise decisions would seem like a wise move. Till we mix in human nature and screw it all up.
At the end of some days, I think there’s a bunch of Unwanted Posters, with my picture on it, that I somehow missed seeing but not feeling.
Another chance approaching to see if I can remember turn the wall calendars on the right day.
Having multiple professions in the future might be needed. If AI takes one, you have a backup.
I should have gotten motivated Monday and gone on a hike again. Maybe I’ll make up for it with some shooting early this morning.
Tomorrow is another opportunity. Photo by Mike Hartley
More people traffic on the bridge than cars. Photo by Mike Hartley
And yet more people emerging from the trails. Photo by Mike Hartley
And why not walk along the water paths. Photo by Mike Hartley
Quiet Again
I know more working people than retired like me. That means Monday is a bit more quiet than other days of the week.
Hopes
Sometimes I get my hopes up. I should know better at this age.
Dentist Time
Nothing wrong that I know of, just a cleaning/check-up tomorrow. I’m still getting used to my new dentist.
Young Artist
My granddaughter is excited and working on various arts. This makes me so happy and inspired to help her. I’m looking forward to her inspiring me. I need to think younger and without as many boundaries.
Alone
We’re more alone than we think we are. I’ve been good at deluding myself to this fact for a long time.
Random Thoughts of the Day
Ice cream additions are sweet.
I don’t know why I’m amazed when I shouldn’t be, but I still am. It feels like were going through the motions when we shouldn’t be.
Some days I just look out my back door and see unexpected visitors. Well not unexpected, just that they appear and disappear at will. Some make a ruckus. Some leave a mess. Others soar and employ stealth. Some slither and sneak.
Today two common friends. One Hawk and one Deer
The hawk just finishes a meal and being taunted by a much smaller opponent.
With the leaves falling this reminds me of the line in movie Predator. When Mac says, “I can see you”
The other having just lost the spots of youth but far from grown deer grazing in my backyard and froze when I opened the door. I was surprised she was still there when I came back with the camera.
Another old work friend reached out and told me about the passing of another coworker I was close with. He was one of the “Lifers” at the job. I had the pleasure of working closely with him for about 7 years but shared almost 20 years in the same area.
In many ways he was the most important mentor I ever experienced in my career. The man was talented far beyond what little credit was given to him. He was extremely knowledgeable and would prepare with precision.
He kept to himself pretty much, but we seemed to click, and he took me under his wing. We would take breaks together, sometimes meet for breakfast before a long day at a remote data center where we knew lunch would be unlikely.
Even though he worked there for decades he was the consummate behind the scenes professional. A very important one. One of those that keeps a daily paper a daily paper or the website up and running 24/7 without fanfare.
Actually, we shared a lot of laughs and saw a lot of the same irony about the workplace. We also had each others backs which wasn’t all to common.
May you rest in peace John. And thank you for making our time together fun and rewarding.
May the breeze be at your back. Photo by Mike Hartley
Random Thoughts of the Day
It’s a few weeks early to declare victory but I may have made it through another grass cutting season.
I saw one of those old timer quotes that said, “I’m so old, my high school had a smoking area.” Well, I’m so old that we smoked in the school bathrooms till they came up with the idea of smoking areas.
Watching my better half sleep makes me smile.
A ton of accomplishments so far and the day is only halfway through.
We stopped at Leelynn’s for lunch yesterday. The spot of the former Allview Inn. Leelynn’s has never disappointed and it didn’t yesterday. We each had some cream of crab soup, and I had the mahi mahi tacos which were great. My better half enjoyed the seasonal salad.
And I think this is a first for us there, we got a desert. We don’t usually do this but I saw this Brownie Sandwich on the menu, and I had no idea what possessed me to order it, but we split it and finished it. Two warmed brownies, ice cream, whipped cream and some strawberries and chocolate fudge.
No, I’m not sorry I ordered it. Photo by Mike Hartley
I could have never eaten that whole thing by myself. We skipped dinner Saturday night.
Lots on the agenda today so we had better get a good breakfast this morning. I hope you all are off to a good start this last Sunday in October.
Working on being a better gatekeeper of my time and realizing how important that is. The better I am at it, the happier I seem to be. I allow myself to get sidetracked too often, but I’m working hard on being a finisher.
I was proud of myself when I saw my screen time on the phone to 1 hour a day last week. That is my goal to stay under that each day. And I’d like to get it down to 30 minutes a day max in the future.
Making my gate stronger than this one. Photo by Mike Hartley
I’m reducing my TV time and spending some time on the treadmill while watching.
Focusing and concentrating on important things is the key, even when you get tired or distracted. Returning to the mission, not getting discouraged and finishing what is started.
So let the good things pass the gate, proceed past the small pond and continue the path along the wood line. Success is out there someplace.
Fall colors are starting. Photo by Mike Hartley
Random Thoughts of the Day
Yesterday was very relaxing.
Weather forecasters are really good about telling you what it’s going to do in the next hour. See you can find something nice to say about someone if you try.
A good day is when you speak to all your grown children.
I wonder if a movement to support a federal worker is needed. The people that are responsible for managing them certainly are failing.
I didn’t do much shooting yesterday, but I did a ton of editing and uploading. I need to reverse that today and take advantage of the color outside.
In a post about food, I talked about grilling and that being one of my favorite ways to cook when a loyal follower Sheree asked, “What is it about men and BBQ’s?” That is a damn good observation and question.
I didn’t grow up in a family that grilled out. Mostly a picnic or end of year cookout from various sports leagues I played on usually at the coach’s home. So, they were few and far between. Dad passed when I was young and Mom didn’t BBQ.
It wasn’t till just after high school that one of my best friends would grill some New York strip steaks, out back in his grandmother’s home where he was staying to go to school and work in the town of College Park.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Soon we all had our own Webber grills and were all active outside chefs. We, being my two best friends and myself. They are very good at it and I’m no slouch. I’ve never used gas, always charcoal. Most of the time that has been the standard with all of us. Of course, some wood for smoking when needed. One had a pellet smoker for a while.
The Weber is an all season appliance. Photo by Mike Hartley
So why does it seem to be a male dominated activity. I have no frigg’in idea. But it always has been for me and most men I know. Yes, I watch some of the BBQ cooking contest and there are women competing in those but in the circles, I’ve run in I have yet to meet a woman who’s the griller of the home.
BBQs involve fire and men like lighting and maintaining a fire. Maybe some primal calling, I don’t know but getting a fire going in a pit, fireplace or grill is fun.
I love winter grilling. Photo by Mike Hartley
Grilling involves tongs, and those are fun to play with and click while cooking. Or to chase your better half with before taking the food outside to cook. He who holds the tongs, holds the power.
It’s OUR kitchen outside. Lots of room, if we spill something the dog or ants get it. Other guys to talk to. Usually there is beer, frowned upon by females while cooking but a staple of grilling activity. Ladies are welcome to the grill area if smiling, complimenting the smell and can’t wait to eat. Anything else will be met with side eye or peering over glasses.
Men like to watch meat and fish cook and not in the oven or microwave. On a metal grate and open fire with flames occasionally touching it.
Muscles, Clams, Mahi Mahi, Cod, Rockfish, Shrimp, Lobster, Scallops. All great grilled. Photo by MH
There is a spirited discussion on who is the better grill chef between the men with all kinds of offensive language. Offering critique, advice, and criticism while grilling is a direct afront to the grill master and could lead to blows depending on the number of drinks before the grilling started. Most ladies I know don’t include fights (play or real) as part of cooking.
Most of the time the good-natured back about who is better grill chef goes on till the grilling is complete, where most ladies won’t say a bad thing about each other’s cooking in front of each other. Men on the other had will remember every fail you ever had on the grill and tease you about it while you’re cooking so the laughter will continue.
Coals getting ready. Photo by Mike Hartley
Grilling involves getting smoke in your face and having your cloths smell like smoke sometimes. Again, not popular with most of the females I know.
Most guys will stand outside in any weather. I’ve fired up the grill when it’s been over 100 outside in the shade. I’ve fired it up in the snow. Men are nuts.
Good grillers will use marinade and various seasonings which is like a discussion of the finest wines when men stand around the grill. Even taking a trip to each other’s spice cabinets to see what is stocked.
Nice steaks from the old Laurel Meat Market. Photo by Mike Hartley
We have rules in our kitchen (grill area). No kids running around. Only accredited grill master’s within the cooking zone.
Women may know the best meats from the food market. Men know where every butcher shop is within a 100-mile radius and probably have sampled every one and again will argue which is the best.
Most of our sons will have a natural interest in it which excites the hell out of us.
We finally get to share that pride women have when completing a home cooked meal that everyone will like.
I’m guessing this is the final reason. Most women can beat a man, hands down in the kitchen and cooking overall in most cases. I know my better half can. But on the grill, I’m the master. Not that she couldn’t do it. She probably lets me do it to feel good and not have to cook one of the few nights of the month.
So, either a lot of women have advocated that territory to men or they secretly are playing us to get us to help cook occasionally.
A tip of the chef’s hat to the ladies that like to grill. All are welcome, warning the grill area can get racy at times.
Trying to approach the day with a better mindset and it’s working. Now I must keep stringing days of photography together, regardless of the weather outside. And I better get used to it because the cooler than normal weather that has been upon us looks like it will continue.
As one of my friends says, “dress for it.” I won’t be looking for a swing with the sunrise this morning and the temps are still in the 30s but maybe this weekend when it gets near 60.
Looking at this reminded me of my youth. Photo by Mike Hartley
It’s been some time since I’ve sat in a swing. This is the type of swing we used to have. Sometimes a single rope with a round disk with the hole in the middle for the rope. I paused for a few minutes looking at this one in a yard in Granite MD.
Nothing like a swing on a hot summer day where you create your own breeze going back and forth with little effort. My Uncle Bob had one at his home and I’d always be out on that when visiting.
You know, I could easily put one out in front of my house, and I think I might run that by the boss. The grandkids might like it. Or at least that can be the pretext for putting one up.
Random Thoughts of the Day
Music is inspiring me this morning.
At what point will the majority come together and say enough is enough?
Yesterday was going so well. And like life, it changed.
I’ve got more power washing to do on a large fence. I hope the wind isn’t blowing again. It’s too chilly for a shower.
Don’t forget, you’re responsible for your own happiness.
I promised myself I wasn’t going to dig into the archive, so I went out and shot a few local doors. And I’m back on schedule for the Thursday Doors event after a few weeks’ hiatus. Hope this has been a good week for everyone.
As always, thanks to the creator of ThursdayDoors and please follow the link to Dan’s site No Facilities for far more talented posts.
I went to the down the road to a town called Granite. Just took a few shots but there is much more there.
The plaque to the left on this door above says “This Property has been placed on The National Register of Historic Places by the Department of the United States of the Interior. I couldn’t decide which shot I liked best.
Ah the good old Woodstock in. I parked there to walk some local trails and get a few nature shots.
This is the first home as you enter Granite from Woodstock.
I’ll have to start exploring this neighborhood more. Lots of beautiful homes.
I’ve been persistent with this blogging for over a decade now. Still cranking out posts with some frequency with a vague purpose most days. Some chronicling events and plans of the day. Some thoughts of the day. Some pictures of the day.
Let’s go racing. Photo by Mike Hartley
Occasional commentary on life, politics, sports, kids, grandkids, education, cars, nature and whatever strikes me each day. A lot of feelings and observations from my perspective and experiences. Some of my career points, experiences with friends.
But for what purpose. Yes, I’m still true to my original thought of sharing my photography through my blog which I do by using all my own images. I do it because I thought it would help me grow in that area. And I need to make images more a focus.
The writing part is something that just came upon me as an interest. I know I still have work to do in this area but again the practice may lead to something good eventually. I think I’ll do less writing here and more on my book ideas though.
Automotive design used to be a stunning thing. Photo by Mike Hartley
Doing this blog sometimes while working was difficult. Free time and pressures of the job certainly impacted creativity and productivity.
Now it’s something I look forward to each morning to get me thinking and doing. And as time allows a few more posts here and there.
Okay, time to leave this chair and go out and catch some fall colors I’ll share tonight. I’m sure nature can give the paint shades of red above a go for the money.
Random Thoughts of the Day
I listened to Pink Floyd Dark Side of the Moon this morning. Money is a great track, but Time might be my favorite from that album.
Life would be difficult without glasses.
Not allowing military leaders to speak to Congress is dangerous. And the takeover continues.
It was great to finally get some good rest last night. And I hope that continues now that we give our grand dog back to my son and his family today. She’s a cute little thing, but boy she wants constant attention. My better half takes the bulk of the care because the dog is more attached to her.
I love pets and always have. But dogs are ones that we just couldn’t have unless some changes were made. For instance, we would need a fence so they could go out on their own instead of having to be walked a few times a day.
Next is training a dog not to sleep on the bed which our grand dogs are used to. I’d also have to get used to raising anything of importance above tail level. This one has a tail that moves like a housekeeper with a duster on meth.
I’m not sure I could get used to the dirt level they increase. It’s like this active group of children who go in and out all day and shed also. It might cost me a housekeeper.
Like most dogs this one is fixated on food. You can’t go to the kitchen without this companion. Nope that won’t work for me.
Guess I’m just used to having a cat most of my life. We have no pets now because the trauma of losing them is too much for my better half to bare again.
Anyway, I think I’m developing a new sleep pattern. I’ve been passing out shortly after dinner the past week or so. Usually waking around 1am or as late as 3am. I feel good. It feels like I got some deep sleep.
My previous pattern was staying up till 11 or midnight and getting up at 4-5am. For some reason I almost never sleep past 6am regardless of when I go to bed. But I never felt rested and felt tired during the day.
This last week I haven’t felt the need for a nap.
Random Thoughts of the Day
Remember to laugh some each day.
I’m turning off news that broadcast lies without challenging them.
The older I get the longer it is each day to work out the kinks.
Nobel prize for inventor of the heating pad.
I feel the need for some classic rock this morning.
Yesterday, there was a misfire. Somewhat productive but lots of downtime. More than I planned, so I can’t say the week is off to a flying start.
Today I hope to be doing a lot better and getting off my behind.
But you know what they say about the best laid plans, don’t you. That’s one reason I rise early in the mornings. I can get some things accomplished and relax a bit before the day is put in gear for others.
We picked a new spot for dinner this week and I’m calling for reservations later today. That’s a fun thing to start the week with and gives some anticipation to the coming days.
One thing I don’t really want to do but needs doing is some power washing of the fence. Thankfully it will be warmer today.
The attic is now cleaned out. That was a project, but another one to check off the list.
Random Thoughts of the Day
Seems like we are living in a world of two separate realities.
The Oval office holder says I’m not representative of our country and I’m whacked out. Come see me about my personal message to you if you got the balls.
I didn’t know my Ring service was linked to Amazon Web Services systems till they went down this morning. Something else I just added to my list to change in the future.
If the No Kings rally was a hate America rally, what was January 6th?
My AI plan is to avoid it.
Pardoning George Santos boggles my mind, like so many other things being done.
Even though this is beautiful I still prefer the convertible. This split window was at the Endless Summer Show in Ocean City MD.
I keep trying to talk my friend into taking his Vette to OC. Photo by Mike Hartley
This one below was also in Ocean City but during one of our summer vacations.
The dog’s name is probably Blue. Photo by Mike Hartley
They are some beautiful rides. But I would need a secure storage facility or a garage like a bunker to store them. Having a Miata is a lot simpler and I have a lot of fun with it so I’m happy and worry free.
Today and tomorrow may be some of the last good convertible weather so get out there.
I’m not much into the luxurious lifestyle. The first requisite is money and that has never been in vast supply here. I do have an eye for beauty and sometimes those observations are luxurious. In the car world Cadillac is a luxury brand.
I drove an old Caddy once. It was my moms, who owned an old used one. She didn’t feel safe in a small car. This one below is not it.
In some ways I have a lot of luxuries. A full stomach, a roof over our heads, money to pay the bills most of our lives. And the greatest ones, time and health.
I guess I just got a luxury item. I got a firepit a few weeks ago. Not something I need. Not something that serves a purpose other than comfort on a cool evening. I worked hard all my life. I’ll make some allowances.
Luxury has its place in life. But greed doesn’t. And we have a lot of greed at work acquiring the very few things they don’t own already.
Random Thoughts of the Day
Did you ever feel like you were splurging to get a haircut? I remember that feeling. I’m glad I don’t have it anymore.
I see Jeff Bezos thinks millions of people will be living in space in the next couple decades. May he be resident # 00,000,001
Time goes by so fast I feel like I’m filling my weekly pill dispenser daily.
It’s getting cold and my attitude is starting to go down with the temps.
The last couple days I’ve started strong but ran out of energy. That old ability to light the candle at both ends and keep it burning long, seems to be fading. Yes, it still works some days, but more often than not, when I give the day a good effort for 8-10 hours, I’m getting spent.
I wouldn’t blink at working 12-18 hours in a day for decades. I wouldn’t even guess the number of 24-hour days I put in and some 36-hour ones here and there. I believe there was one 60-hour day when the press broke down, and then the inserter.
Hey, I’ll take 8-10 hours. Any day I can be productive and get an opportunity to create something, its a good day.
Partial success on one of my photo projects yesterday. Over 140 images edited and uploaded to the gallery of the 100 that were there. The end is in sight for collection of all the images of a very important subject. One that has been a joy and sorrow at the same time.
The collection of shots from my son’s first pet, one that was very loved and is missed. Step one is almost complete, going back 12 years. That’s one of my goals to finish this week. 80% done.
The next goal is to edit the 400 remaining shots from the first pass through of the Endless Summer Car Show and upload the best of those to the photo site and add a few links to share them.
One of the colors that caught my eye last weekend. Photo by Mike Hartley
Random Thoughts of the Day
I’m not intimidated by bullies.
Hopefully the next to last lawn cutting of the season.
I work with pastels, and I got some charcoals and a pad recently. Which reminded me I haven’t tried black and white photography in a while.
I’m trying to look at what I accomplish more. It helps balance what I see in front of me and keeps me going. Taking a few seconds of pride or just appreciating that chapter of the journey is okay. Satisfaction should come along the way and not just at the completion of a project.
The other day I was learning how some new bits for the Dremel tool and was just pleased with some of the test cuts I made. And it gave me an idea of how to use two of them on creating hair texture.
I saw many wonderful, completed marvels at the car show. The people that were really excited were those in mid project. Like the guy at our hotel whose car was just primer grey, and he added yet to be replaced, dry rotted window seals. And yes, he was heading home with it on the trailer before the rain.
But I heard and saw his car run and he’s got the mechanical part down pat. Him and others I ran into that were talking about their builds clearly the best excitement besides driving the finished project was the doing it.
Or the father/son I met on the boardwalk discussing their Ford and Chevy projects. The smiles and grins said it all. And then when something similar road by the eyes would widen.
Speaking of doing it, I’ve got to get back to several things if I’m going to make the best use of this day. And get my own grin and smile working.
My apologies to the bloggers I follow and to the ones I haven’t discovered. The last month or so I’ve been slack on interacting with the community and I’m going to resolve that starting now by carving out some time each day.
Yes, there might be a day here and there that I might be traveling or it’s a beautiful day outside and I only get to a few regulars, but I will be more active in consuming and responding to the wonderful work you all produce.
Not only does it enlighten me, but it also inspires me further in my own work. The wonderful words and images, the hobbies and knowledge, the perspectives and thoughts I’ve encountered here. Views of the world I probably won’t get to personally but appreciate but have through other eyes.
But I’m back to viewing the many wonders of fellow bloggers. My motor is running again.
I’ll be purring along like this monster. Photo by Mike Hartley
Random Thoughts of the Day
Just once, I’d like to hear a doctor say, “see you next year.” Besides my optometrist.
I saw a dozen examples of colors I’d love to have my car painted this past weekend. That is going to be a project when the time comes.
Some knowledge I’d rather not have.
If someone hits me and says it wasn’t me, it was my hands-free driving vehicle. I might hit them and say it wasn’t me, it was my hands-free body.
What a great time in Ocean City the last few days. It was the Endless Summer Car Show, and it was the largest attendance I’ve seen in a while. Even with the foul weather coming up the coast and Sundays awards and activities moved to Saturday, it was a winner of a week.
My better half and I went down in the Miata to Muscle Car Heaven. Bike week can be loud, but those twins can’t complete V8s with little or no exhaust restrictions. It was music to my ears. The smell of high-octane fuel being burned and the smiles and acknowledgements of many wonderful works of automotive art.
I think the range of years I saw was from 1930 to present day. From classic VWs to Pro Steet Rods with cams so radical it sounds like it’s going to stall any moment. The number of classic trucks seems to be on the increase also. Caddy’s and Corvettes, Coupes and Customs, Camaros and Caminos, Pony cars and Pick Up trucks, Judges and Jeeps, and anything on 4 wheels, side by side up and down Coastal Highway.
The longest Boardwalk Parade I’ve seen by far was on Friday morning. It went on for two and half hours. Met a father and son from PA and we guessed years and models against one another for a while and had many laughs and stories to share.
Even though it was dry Thursday and Friday, it was very overcast a majority of those two days. Woke to some scattered short showers on Saturday morning but the sun was trying to make a short peek before that, Nor Easter comes up the coast. When I left, I heard 2-4 inches of rain and 50-60 mph winds for Sunday. I think it’s been downgraded a bit now.
I was just looking at a few webcams from OC between 4-5am and they are bouncing around so the wind must be whipping. And that was verified because I just looked at the cam for the inlet parking lot which is vacant except for the sands blowing across it looking like ghosts flying over it. Kind of ere. And now after 5 am the rain has started.
Anyway, it was a great time and one I’ll make a pilgrimage for again.
A classic 55 Chevy. Love the two tone. Photo by Mike Hartley
I’ve been sucking fumes of burned high octane fuel. I was in the land of motorheads and loved it. Car shows are a lot of fun for me. The sounds, the colors, the technical details of these machines are something to behold.
The Gasser still lives. Photo by Mike Hartley
It’s given me a good chance to practice some photography and meet some great people.
Learning by doing. I’m trying to learn, test and practice with the multitude of settings on today’s cameras.
I’ve replaced the small point/shoot Kodak 812 that I believe I got in 2007 and I purchased the Nikon Coolpix P950 from B&H Photo earlier this year. I still keep the old Kodak in the bag in case I need to go out in bad weather or a dangerous spot.
A tool I plan on using a lot more this year is my tripods. My body’s frame isn’t as stable as I’d like. Especially with that heavy Nikon 7100 and zoom. It’s not the fastest lens anyway and my thoughts are that it’s going to make me think more about position/angle. Something I should do more of, and that is to take time to think about the composition.
I also have a monopod that I’m starting to use more frequently.
So my work is cut out for me. New knowledge, new practices, new day, new fun.
Leaf me alone. Photos by Mike Hartley
Random Thoughts of the Day
I know there is a salad fork, but if you get the full size salad instead of the side salad do you use the larger fork?
One of my best friends was talking about all the trips he has planned for next year. Got me thinking I had better start planning.
If you think about your parents long after they are gone they did a good job.
I’m going to try to top my shooting record this week. (photography shooting)
The more I do, the better I feel. And Wednesday was one of those days. In some ways very productive, and others very relaxing. What a combination. I hope it continues into this fine Thursday.
I’ve been thinking a lot about my children today and their careers. That it’s only the middle of their workweek and how tired they probably are. I remember my 30s and 40s and the pressures of work and family. I hope all you working stiffs can hold on just a little longer, for the weekend is near.
I guess this is the last rose I’ll be seeing till the springtime.
Photo by Mike Hartley
My summer started late start and ended early. So, I’m expecting a very mild winter to balance things out or I’m going to be rather cranky when it doesn’t.
This weekend it’s time to get a few pumpkins and I’ll head up to our local spot and pick up a few and get a snowball while I’m looking them over.
One of my favorite places in our community. Snowball heaven. Photo by Mike Hartley
Random Thoughts of the Day
Smiling, not so easy all the time but keep trying.
Well, my baseball season came to an end this evening.
I see Nobel Peace Prize being awarded on Friday. Please don’t tell me the world is completely upside down. I’m not sure I could handle the news if it’s the person who begs for one, wins.
Another nice day out. Hoist those sails, put the wind to your back and let it rip. We had a few logistical things to knock out early today but this afternoon presented some opportunities to make the best of the fading warm weather.
Get sailing today. Photo by Mike Hartley
I spent a few minutes taking some pictures around Lake Elkhorn in Columbia while my better half was at a doctor’s appointment. I’ll process them tonight.
Did some storm prep. Got kind of windy out and I noticed the leaves that were on my roof had piled up on the gutters and deck. I have guards on but those were big piles. I have two huge oaks out front, and they are only half done if that and cover things several times.
I have a long pool pole that I kept when I closed the pool and a brush on the end so I can clean the gutters in the front without a ladder.
Gates closed, grills and firepit covered, cushions and hammock stored away, patio umbrellas closed, cover on the car and kindling wood covered.
And there we go, daylight fading but not my spirits. I feel a late-night effort beginning.
I see right down the road from us there has been a large sewage spill from a local pumping station. No communication from the county so I just wrote to the county executive and said we are less than a mile away from this area but we are all on wells and our own septic this side of the road.
I’m awaiting his reply, but I can’t see how 245,000 gallons of sewage isn’t going to make its way into the groundwater supply. If they won’t provide testing, I’ll get my own done. And if they have funked up our fresh water, I’m going to make sure this county is a bit poorer in the near future.
It’s funny, they say signs around the stormwater pond have been posted. I’ve driven by it a half dozen times since and haven’t seen one, I guess they are down by the water. I’ll have to go find one later.
The county exec seems to have no problem doing a lot of publicity shots of events and people in the county. How about communicating to people in the area affected by an environmental issue affecting county residents?
I don’t see a health alert issued by the county as I’ve seen in some previous spills. I also wrote to the public works department, and I’ll post if they or the executive replies. As far as I’m concerned, the county has dropped the ball on this one.
I saw a health alert for a spill in Columbia earlier this year in May. Why none for this one? I’ve contacted the health department for the county about having my well tested. I’ll also get an independent one done to verify.
Below is the pond that is now off limits they say.
A past beautiful morning in Howard County. But it’s not this one. I’m sure the wildlife isn’t in there, but if they are they will regret it. Photo by Mike Hartley
I’m neither short nor tall. I guess average for my generation. I’ve always thought it is good to be very comfortable with what you have been blessed with.
This dog may need some counseling.
Walking in St Michaels MD. Photo by Mike Hartley
Missed Her
Saturday my better half was out all day with family. I missed her and always have when she isn’t with me. But I have the pleasure again of her company all day today.
How much is Enough
I’ve always considered myself one not in need of a lot of material things. Especially expensive, status and luxury items. Oh, I like them, I ogle over them at car shows or a boat show, but I’m not a buyer.
Now would I be if I had more? Would I be drawn into the same trap that money can make me happier? I hope not, and not at this age I believe. Possibly when I was much younger and didn’t have some basic wisdom.
Drivers
I’m out for less than 5 minutes on a Sunday morning and a BMW 840 passes a car on the exit lane on Rt 99 and the car he passed was going over the speed limit. All just a couple hundred feet before the elementary school. Luckily, he didn’t do that on a weekday when parents were out to witness it.
Some parents might have taken upon themselves to FUBAR the driver.
Everything has been more out of whack on the highways since Covid. The empty roads were speedways when nobody went out much. Now they are full again and we have people that can’t adjust. Or that they are so self-entitled that they will hurt someone without a second thought.
I was out for a total of about 20 minutes on the road and saw another driver run a red light and got cut off badly by another driver trying to get to HIS turn lane.
Here’s hoping for a smoother drive this afternoon.
Department of War
I see Trump has told military leaders to handle the enemy within. I guess that is me. He declared the company I worked for decades for “the enemy of the people” in his first term. I’m a registered democrat and he defines that blocks as radical left lunatics. I’ve always thought I was rather middle of the road.
I’ve never had any thought ever about raising arms against my own military but jeez, if you’re going to send them, I guess I have no choice. My father and two uncles are probably rolling over in their graves thinking they defeated the one and only Hitler.
A lot of military leaders, troops and even local police have some very important decisions to make soon it appears. I’m right here. Same address I’ve been in for decades. Thanks for the warning of war against your own citizens you took an oath to protect and serve. Much appreciated.
Winding down on a Sunday evening enjoying the firepit and a wonderful meal from my better half trying a new recipe. She always has fixed a good Sunday meal.
Fire. Photo by Mike Hartley
It must have been a good weekend because it flew by. I didn’t have as much fun as I had hoped for, but it was still a good weekend for accomplishments.
I’m looking forward to a great Monday. A Miata club meeting and vaccinations are the only things scheduled. And I can’t go to the meeting with a dirty car, so I’ll give it a bath.
Random Thoughts of the Day
My firepit is intoxicating.
I don’t like resorting to help with pain, but I was weak today.
Normalizing bat shit crazy is not normal.
There are people who are just poor at communicating. I didn’t say I wasn’t one of them.
I believe the saying goes “I’ll cross that bridge when I come to it” if memory serves me correctly. It’s not a bad guideline to follow at times. Unless you intend to cross a drawbridge, then timing is important.
Got some cardio pushing a mower, raking and moving some wood. I have no problem keeping active in the summer, spring and fall. It’s winter that kills me. I’m like a bear and I’m inclined to hibernate.
Today washing the cars and some power washing are on the agenda. Might visit a local landscape show.
Unless we get lucky later in October, today and tomorrow might be one of the last 80-degree days of the year. So, I’m going to be outside enjoying it and soaking up some sun. And then finish the day around the firepit relaxing and hopefully enjoying the Yankee victory from this afternoon.
Random Thoughts of the Day
My first good night’s sleep in weeks.
There are few things better in life than hearing your better half say medical test results were good.
Woodworking is fulfilling because it’s so easy to see progress.
To say I have an issue with the current administration would be the understatement of the year.
I think I’ll call my children today.
I’m holding down the fort. My best friends are both out of town.
And were off. Well, most of us, I think. I’m always an early riser but I’m no longer a working stiff and if you all still punching a clock want to sleep in, go right ahead and sleep till noon. It’s a little chilly here in the Mid-Atlantic this morning anyway.
I’m off to the station for another 5 gallons of gas for the power tools. We will see how long that lasts. There will be some fun squeezed in between the chores. And hopefully some shooting time with the Nikons. I’ve got to get one of those in for service soon.
This guy’s face says it all about the car. Photo by Mike Hartley
And while my bright red convertible won’t challenge this car, it’s still a blast to drive. So here is to some seat time after I give it a bath.
But first, some time behind the push mower and sweating off a pound or two.
Time with the grandchildren yesterday was special. The one grandchild I didn’t get a chance to see, I wrote a letter to. I’m so happy to be part of their lives. They are in my mind along with my own children, most of every day.
Patapsco River. Photo by Mike Hartley
Children keep me flowing smoothly in life now. With so much chaos all around us each day the kids keep me grounded and focused on a good future. Or at least hopeful for a good one for them.
Speaking of hope, the baseball season is still alive for me this year. It’s been an up and down year for a lot of teams, even the best ones. But the cream seems to be rising to the top and there is already some outstanding efforts and plays being made. The game moving faster has made a huge difference for my viewing enjoyment.
The Peanuts group turned 75 yesterday. One of my favorite characters and the name of the town I live in.
Sunny and smiling in Woodstock MD today. Photo by Mike Hartley
Random Thoughts on a Friday Morning
I’m going to get the firepit going this evening.
Good day to turn the TV off.
I’m tickled that my grandchildren like when I run up the street beside their car when they leave.
Lied in the past, lying to you now, and will lie to you in the future.
Life is great when you have time to play. The sun wasn’t up yet, so I thought I’d brighten things up.
Roasting tomatos. Photo by Mike Hartley
Next, I thought I’d better get moving and brush up on some carving skills. So, I got to work there carefully trimming some details into a wood carving of a shell. Also working on a series of dolphins swimming together.
Watch brushing up with this one. Photo by Mike Hartley
Last week I started etching and carving into seashells which I wasn’t aware of needing to take some extra precautions from the dust.
I need to go get a few pumpkins this week and start painting them. One for each of my kid’s families. I’m looking forward to trying a few scary designs I saw.
Tomorrow I’ll start capturing Halloween decorations around the area and share them here being it’s the kickoff to that season.
Random Thoughts of the Day
My smile doesn’t get much bigger than when I get a note from my children. Unless it’s a visit.
Some pick up a lot of wisdom with age. But with that, comes more questions.
Working in sculpting isn’t as natural for me. But it’s kind of fun.
What a morning. Kind of inspired and depressed, energized but sore, upbeat and apprehensive. Guess it’s the kind of start we all go through. At least I don’t have to get my ass in gear and report to someone else and deal with that morning rush hour.
I have a best friend toying with retirement. It’s not that he doesn’t enjoy what he does. He’s good and successful at it. And he loves a challenges and that job is filled with them. I think he is just tired and like me sees a lot of people our age and younger no longer with us or experiencing life changing issues.
All I have to do this morning is move beyond this back pain and I’ll be right as rain. I wish the sun was out, but I’ll make do.
I’m going to have to spend some more time in the driver’s seat. It’s going to get cool and the top-down days are numbered. The rear wheel drive and manual trans along with tires that are suited for summer tracks, it won’t be seeing many winter excursions.
Maybe that dry day or two in January or February where it might hit the mid-50s, I’ll take the cover off and go for a spin with the top down, the heat on and the seat warmer on high.
I’ll be looking for the sun tomorrow from this position. Photo by Mike Hartley
Random Thoughts of the Day
My granddaughter smiled at me yesterday. Gives me power to keep going.
Is the military coming to your town or street soon?
I’m learning carving and etching requires a steady hand and patience.
Looking forward to some grilled steaks this evening.
Self-checkouts irritate me – I don’t use them. And when I’m forced to they always seem to have issues. They seem to be taking more of the lanes to where I might have to adapt.
I will resist this as long as possible. You raise prices and expect me to do your job so you can be more profitable. And then someone wants to stop you and check a receipt, screw that. If you don’t trust me to do the job, get someone to do it.
The jobs and people interaction if you hire the right ones will keep bringing people to your stores. The jobs provided for young and old people and give them the opportunity to build on something for the future or make their senior years livable.
Mr. Yates behind his counter in his old general store on Main Street. I think I shot this in the mid-70s when I worked 2 doors up and would come over on break and get a couple of 5 cent popsicles on hot summer nights. No we didn’t have AC at that job. Photo by Mike Hartley
I’ll always go to a person at checkout if I can. I like saying “thank you, have a nice day” when they finished ringing me out. The alternative is flipping a discreet bird to a machine.
I never liked shopping in the first place and this change doesn’t improve it for me so far.
I believe I have a black walnut tree in my back yard. I also believe there are several in the neighborhood and surrounding area. Then again, I’m no tree expert but these boulders sound like Aaron Judge hitting a baseball through the forest when they fall.
I walk outside or I’m lying in the hammock, and I hear these things dropping like a big rock. Had one bounce in the street in front of me the other day.
When mowing the back with the push mower these potential ankle breakers are all around lurking like land mines.
They are larger than golf balls, but smaller than baseballs. So, heads up if you’re walking around outside. I don’t mind getting hit with the occasional oak nut dropping from the 2 trees out front. But these monsters are concussion material.
Random Thoughts of the Day
It was a nice evening to grill out yesterday.
There was no way I was going to make it through the SNF game.
I didn’t think it was possible for another modern-day Hitler to happen. I was wrong.
Holding some of my grandchildren today will give me hope and determination.
This is going to be a different week for me. I hope to push myself more in several areas and challenge myself.
I’ve fallen into a relaxed mindset this summer. Not that I haven’t worked hard, just not at the hobbies that are important to me as much as I should have.
I don’t mind that I did that. Maybe I needed a mental refresh. And I did have that thought looking up at the sky from the hammock yesterday, but at the same time I bolted up from it 15 minutes later and felt the need to get to work.
It’s not that I stopped shooting or writing. I even did more carving than I had in a bit. But drawing and painting went nowhere.
I’m also going to increase the workout.
But first some breakfast and taking the blinders off so I can get a grip on the day.
Even though it may look like two, it’s three. Photo by Mike Hartley
I believe these horses are on the fields of Tara Equestrian Events along Old Frederick Road just west of Rt 32.
Doctor Feelgood at the helm this morning. The best I’ve felt all week. I think some exercise is in order with the treadmill and some light weights this morning.
It’s also going to be a photographic day. I’ll do some studio work when the rain starts later. Some portrait work is also on the agenda this afternoon. Then a ton of editing this evening trying to finish up a few projects.
This morning is prep for some of the family shots.
There are a few dozen chores awaiting me and some family time after that. So, a packed day indeed.
I’m taking the cover off in hopes of a short ride before the day’s activities and rain remove that from being possible.
What lurks behind the curtain? Photo by Mike Hartley
Random Thoughts of the Day
Only through harder effort will I improve beyond where I’m at.
Chapstick season is approaching.
Funny the party in total power can’t keep the government running. The party looking for compromise is the party that has none.
If you thought there were a good number of people in dire need of help before, just wait.
Less pain than yesterday so a victory to start the day. And a beautiful sunny day outside to enjoy and revel in. I’ll open the shed soon for the implements to battle Mother Nature. The hammock and cushions are already out.
An open day except a trip to Lowes and some chores. A busy weekend ahead filled with family and activities.
The rain was really needed. I’m worried that it’s been so dry that the color this year might be a bit muted.
I have really liked and grown to love the design of the Mazda Miata. Its designer Tsutomu “Tom” Matano passed recently and I’m one of his fans.
In an article/obit in AutoWeek I was reading the subhead said “He was not only a great designer, he seemed to be having more fun than anyone else doing it.” What a quote about a professional and person at the same time.
I can attest to the joy that car has given me and many others I’ve met. Must be part of that infectious spirit he put into it.
Next year mine will be a decade old. Time for a good refresher and some additions. The top needs a little work, some suspension and exhaust replacements. Maybe a rear spoiler and see how much a new display screen costs, the sun has gotten to the corners of the original.
It’s under cover now with the rain today, but tomorrow we go for a spin. Photo by Mike Hartley
Random Thoughts of the Day
Memories become more valuable as time passes.
It’s very unsettling to watch friends who will be in a difficult way because of choices they have made.
The need for many things, is growing fast and maybe beyond the ability of charitable people.
There are a host’s opportunities out there every day for the taking.
I let my mind wander when I took this photo. My first job ever was a paperboy. That can be hard work if you don’t like riding a bike and carrying a big sack over each shoulder and having full baskets on each side. But I loved riding bikes, and I was young and foolish and didn’t know how much my back would hurt from that and years of abuse after it with heavy loads.
That was the way it was done when I was growing up. Not some people in a car, whipping them out of the window. We used to have paper boxes that were attached to mailboxes. Well, in full disclosure, my mom did feel bad for me a few times when the snow was deep and got the car out and helped me with rounds. But an inch or two on the roads was passable on a bike. It was just COLD.
How much longer will the sight of a Newspaper on sidewalk be seen. Photo by Mike Hartley
Really, I was thinking how much longer an image of a paper sitting on a driveway or sidewalk will be around? I’ve had some talks with people who have been in the industry and that day doesn’t seem far off as it once did. The pace of change keeps rolling along. To me it’s a symbol of what this country has become. We don’t make squat anymore.
While the flow of information, opinions, images, videos fly around at the speed of light. It also does it in a very superficial way in some cases. There used to be a tabloid rag called the National Enquirer. A totally sensationalist publication. Extreme headlines and stories. A mix of controversy, titillation, and fantasies all rolled into a print publication. Now people want that in their hourly updates and that it to be fresh trash every few minutes at the most.
Not only that, think of what you’re missing. The other day I found the clipping of my mother’s mother, wedding announcement from an old local paper. My kids will find clippings of me playing little league baseball and our wedding announcements. And pictures. My parents and my generation may be the last to print out photos in any great quantity or have newspaper clippings to pass to the next generation.
Well, there is no such thing as a big daily anymore. And your local paper probably has disappeared years ago or is a shell of itself and will fall. Even the big ones have had huge print circulation losses. But in some ways are more read now than in the past with the online efforts some have undertaken. Not in every case though.
That is the issue. How does the industry make money when things change so rapidly in the online world. Only time will tell as technology, tools and trends keep changing. I do miss the days of kids delivering them on bikes. The guy in the old car doesn’t slow down to wave.
Really, I have no worries. I mean you’re always going to need newspapers if you live in Maryland and enjoy eating crabs, right? And that is a lot of people, so I guess I’m safe for a little while.
I do have a prediction for our local market. The Baltimore Sun will cease print within this decade even though they are owned by Sinclair. And I think there is a decent chance The Washington Post will cease when commercial printing along with their own cost more than its worth. And that day will certainly be within the next decade.
My guess is the last day the last press is taken offline and there are no more newspapers, the Internet will go DOWN. That would be Karma. Then I could tell my grandchildren why what I did for 5 decades was relevant.
The firepit is getting a good bit of use and I hope to keep using it through the fall a lot. I had it going for about 6 hours last night. It was nice sitting and standing by myself peacefully by the fire. I find it relaxing sitting outside this time of year with a fire.
The new Solo pit. Photo by Mike Hartley
With rain coming the next few days I’ll clean and cover it again and look forward to another burn on the weekend.
Photo by Mike Hartley
The white spots are some decorative patio lights in the background.
Random Thoughts of the Day
Anytime my better half isn’t feeling 100% my focus on anything else isn’t 100%.
I slept in this morning after rising in the middle of the night. Worked hard through the day mowing and trimming trees. I took a 5-minute break and grabbed the camera and caught two visitors to my back yard.
With some of the foulage dropping they can’t hide as easily.
I was lazy and didn’t get my monopod out so my apologies for the sharpness.
The shower I’m about to hop into is going to feel great.
Hopefully I’ll have some more time this evening for creativity.
The fall season kicks off in about 9 hours here in the Eastern time zone of the U.S. I like fall till the leaves are gone, then I start to get depressed.
It’s nice being outside by a roaring fire in late afternoon or early evening. The colors of the season are wonderful while they last. It’s the season of our wedding anniversary and we have a nice number coming up this year.
We love getting to the beach in the offseason before it gets cold, we usually squeeze in a few days at the shore.
I don’t like the days getting much shorter on sunlight. And the intensity of the sun fades so what I do get doesn’t feel as strong as those summer days in the hammock.
The days I’ll be riding around with the top down are numbered. And the days it will sit under a cover will increase as the weather get sloppier.
The grass will still need mowing for a few more weeks and then I’ll winterize the equipment. Oh, and the most important aspects of winter. Getting the heating systems services soon and upgrading our attic insulation.
I have another 6-8 weeks before I go into my winter funk. This premature fall we had during summer weeks has already got me worried it might be a cold winter.
So, I’ll make the best of that remaining good weather and appreciate the coming color of the season.
I’ve misjudged a few things in life. I love it when I misjudge something, and it turns out in a positive way. Sometimes there aren’t any ramifications, positive or negative. But most commonly when misjudging things there can be negative implications.
Recently I’ve come to the realization I’ve misjudged something important and now I have to adjust. Some of it was new information so it wasn’t a total misjudgment, but I should have seen it coming. There were hints along the way.
Live, learn and adapt is what I’m doing again and making it work for me instead of everyone else. A common flaw of mine, pleasing others first or only and putting my interest aside. Well I’m too old to spend time trying to enlighten, satisfy or and please some. So changes are coming.
I’ve always enjoyed late night TV and the humor poked at life. I’m sorry CBS and ABC have made the decisions they have to appease pumpkin head and his hoard. I don’t expect this to stop. He declared me the enemy in his first term and endangered my life, so we have been on the outs since then.
Of course, it might be some time before he gets worried about my singular level of discontent and disrespect. Then again, things are happen very quickly, and he has been successful at dividing and concurring at an unexpected pace.
So where does it stop. Is all but praise for him unacceptable? Is life for all of us one soon to be one of his kiss ass cabinet meetings? He’s threatening to pull FCC licenses of those he doesn’t like.
I’m not sure where everyone stands but I’m not kissing ass or the ring.
Time to think of more positive things and get the day rolling in a good direction. I have a taste for a pit beef sandwich for lunch and a ride with the top down. Only then, will I will return to chores.
Random Thoughts of the Day
If you take care of things, they last. Unless it’s a piece of crap in the first place.
The tail is wagging the dog.
One of my best friends birthdays is today. Going to celebrate.
My need for TV in the future might not be needed. I’m not into state sponsored propaganda.
I didn’t prioritize correctly and get out for some new shots so pulling a few from the archive again. I’m going out this weekend to capture next week’s doors so I can get back in rhythm again.
The town of Mt. Airy Maryland had a few interesting buildings I thought I’d share.
Join the fun of Thursday Doors. The link to Dan’s Site – No Facilities to see many more talented displays of grand entrances. Wishing everyone good health and seeing you next week. And as always thank you Dan.
Photo by Mike Hartley
Unfortunately, the last thing I heard is the Train Depot closed last Christmas.
Storefronts Photo by Mike Hartley
I feel for small businesses, they are even in an ever-increasing difficult spot.
Looking up North Main St. Photo by Mike Hartley
I’ve got to get around to all the small towns in Maryland.
Garage that seems to specialize in Mazda Miata. I’ll be paying them a visit soon. Photo by Mike Hartley
Till next week my Thursday Door participants and viewers.
When I used to reflect, it would depress me because of the wasted time and opportunities. Now I use it as motivation.
When I opened the bellows on that camera it reminded me of getting out of bed in the morning.
I’m going to speak to my kids about all the old cameras we have. If they aren’t interested in them, I’m thinking about clearing a few out. I’ve got a lot of stuff I need to clear out.
I don’t intend to waste any time this evening. An early meeting that just wrapped up and now it’s back to work behind the lens. And no, I won’t be using this camera below.
Random Thoughts of the Day
That pesky cough is returning.
I’m not looking forward to ChapStick season.
The most effective disease control I can think of is to remove RFK Jr from office.
I like the way Siri says No Problem when I say Thank You.
I spent the last few years debating what firepit I wanted, and I finally ordered one. And after spending a few hours in front of it last few nights, it’s money well spent. It gets me outside more and I need more of that. I should have done it many years ago.
Plus, it’s nice sitting by the fire with my better half.
A Solo Yukon pit. Photo by Mike Hartley
It’s also going to be good exercise splitting and moving wood. I have a few more evenings of old wood, but beyond that I’ll need to order a cord.
I do know one project will be putting in pavers around the area in some interesting design. Probably sooner than later.
I’m not sure how much I’ll be out in the dead of winter. Who knows, maybe I’m turning over a new leaf.
The second thing that finally came was the replacement lighthouse that covers our wellhead. I have no idea why it was left so high off the ground. It had two big bushes that had engulfed it when we moved here.
They were ugly bushes that each year seemed to attract paper wasp nest. We eventually cut them down and put up this black and white lighthouse over it. Here it is below a few winters ago.
And here it is this past winter. It had finally bitten the dust. It separated from the base. The wire railings at the top had broken or fallen and the wood was rotten. It lasted 11 years, maybe 12. The solar light was still working.
We finally got our new lighthouse and the solar light connected. Balanced it and working on the stone surrounding it. Got a few more buckets to bring out. And this one is impervious to rot so it will outlast me.
It’s going to be a wet and windy day on the Maryland shore today. And the rain will spread inland to us also but I’m hoping to still spend some time outside this morning.
Angry seas. Photo by Mike Hartley
I do miss that sunrise I usually watch over the Atlantic. And chance of a sunset looks dim. A few days of rain are needed in this area anyway.
Random Thoughts of the Day
Creating something each day is a lot of fun. Creating many things a day is a lot more fun.
Chopping wood is good therapy.
I’ve fallen behind on technology. And I’m now fine with that.
I was lazy this morning and didn’t get out before daylight like I hoped. Here’s wishing for another shot at it tomorrow morning.
It felt good to get the Dremel tool out and do a little work with it. I was playing around with carving some seashells. A theme my granddaughter loves – the sea – and I do all I can to encourage her. Broke the first few, but I’m getting the knack of it.
Sort of wishing I was at the shore with this view. I could use a nice cold frozen drink. It’s still a beautiful day right here today.
The beer was my sons, and the wine is his better half’s. Photo by Mike Hartley
Football is a far thought from wasting time on. I’ll catch highlights later. It’s not that I don’t like the game, I do. It’s just to beautiful outside and there won’t be many more days like it.
I’ve put in a few hours work, now it’s time to play before I light the grill. And maybe a late night-ride later.
Random Thoughts of the Day
I feel out of place in most places.
I read a quote that said, “Happiness is only real when it’s shared.” I might be less happy than I thought.
Not knowing what I’m doing isn’t a problem. Lots of people tell me often.
Action is one of the keys to telling you about people. Inaction can tell you a lot also.
