Lot’s of old weather pictures today from my store of pictures taken. One of the things I do or try to do every single day is sharing a time-lapse video of yesterday’s weather from my Bloomsky. It is goofy I know, but it is the partial basis of my YouTube channel. I call it Yesterday’s Snarky Weather forecast brought to you today. I am bringing it up more because yesterday was one of those special summer days you have to watch over and over again. As in all winter long! Reminding you of what a nice summer day is like.
Now, back in the day, when I was a child, I would dislike yesterday. It was cool enough that you couldn’t go swimming. My fondest childhood memories are sledding down the hill at my grandparent’s house in Wisconsin and Swimming in the lake that was the end of their front yard. Those were the glorious days of summer. Now, as an older walker, I much prefer the days that well aren’t sweltering.
I suspect most of us have those memories that we later look back upon fondly. Swimming in Lake Ripley in the summer is one of those for me. A happy memory of things that were. I still love the water; I just don’t swim in it as much. Now I like to cut across the top of it! If you would like, share with me and the rest of the Virily crowd, that summer moment that moves you in the comments. Something that you relished as a child, and you now as an adult watch but no longer do.
A few pictures of New Jersey from my walk. Not much to see (move along, nothing to see here). It was cool to find the helipad while walking around. I’ve landed on one in the past, but for some reason yesterday it just fascinated me. I think for the most part it was because of the sign with the rules for two factor locking when leaving your helicopter unattended. That made me smile, and of course, I came up with a bunch of the rules.
Pilots: Do not ever land your helicopter on people.
Pilots: If possible land on the helipad and not the helipond. Helicopters tend to sink in the helipiond.
Pilots: Helicopters should not land nose first. Passengers have been injured in nose first landings.
Ok, I know, I went overboard. I am going overboard with the title as well. I like this new how long can you make a title so, I am going for a new longest title this morning. Sarcasm aside, it was a nice walk, and I was happy to capture a few pictures. I did try to take some pictures that included water. I love the way the sun glints on water. I think that is my favorite thing in the world to see. The glint of sun on water.
I also tried to capture some of the bird nests that were human-made, but well not so good on those!.
Today we wander the basement of our house. In particular today we are focused on my office and the 3d printer as it is being assembled (Snapmaker). Snapmaker is the first metal assembly 3d printer, as well as laser engraver and a laser cutter that doesn’t cost well over 1000 dollars US. In fact price wise it is much more affordable. Interesting traveling factoid. We bought our house in Germantown MD, in 2013. Dylan continued our streak of every dog we had owned to that point, has moved to a new house.
Dylan approved of the new house. We had an invisible dog fence for a year, but it had too many glitches and issues. We ended up putting a fence around the backyard of the hoes, and a dog door in the basement so that the dogs would have free reign. It has made it a lot easier on us (we don’t have to take them out) and on them (they don’t have to be to go outside.) We still have the invisible fence installed; it is no longer turned on. The next owner of the house (someday) may want that.
The last picture is of my continuing struggle with Labs. There is a long time massage chair in my office. It was meant for me, back pain relief. It works very well for that purpose. It has become the prized Lab destination. Every morning Raven and Dylan race downstairs during my blogging time. The first one down in the morning is the first one in my chair. When I want to sit in my chair, they glare at me. Glare the way, from the chair not from the ground.
I am wandering a bit this week, so a personal apology. My family is at home; I am not. I am not reading all the blogs I normally read. Based on that, I promise to catch up over the weekend. These pictures are of an ROV, in our basement. It is a land ROV, not a water ROV. The difference is that you can’t let this one get wet. I use it in the basement because the floor is perfect for running an ROV.
The rest of the images are from a trip to Gaithersburg to a Japanese Steakhouse. We, by we I mean everyone in the family, love going to places like this. It is both a show and a wonderful fun experience. This particular steakhouse also happens to be the first one we went to in Maryland. There are a few around us, but this was the first, and so far this one is the best one we’ve found!
I love the pictures of the kids on their phones. My wife and I were talking, we looked up, and the kids were all on their cell phones. I do have to admit that gave us a chuckle. In part and because I suspect it is such a generational thing! Sort of like a selfie machine at a wedding. A great idea, but the selfie machine at my wedding was a person walking around with a camera. The social media event, was us pouring over the pictures when we got home later.
I decided today for my wander project to wander back into the stuff I have in my OneDrive. I’ve had a OneDrive(online storage) account for many years. For a long time, I have used it to sync my phone’s photos with the online backup. These pictures are of things I have been considering, discussing and basically I drew on my iPad or laptop while thinking. I don’t have a lot of artistic ability, but I have a lot of knowledge about how some technology and business ideas work together.
My biggest thing, focus right now is on the reality of business vs. Security. In many cases organizations struggle with the reality of security. Or they struggle with the cost of security. I spend a lot of time talking to people about some of the options. Sometimes I think my job is more about what I can say that it is what I know. Funny but the IT job I have, is very similar to the teaching job I had when I first started. The good thing is you never have to take IT people outside in the cold for recess. I do not miss standing next to the building freezing.
I began my IT career in Cincinnati Ohio. I got to learn from a brilliant boss, who was exceptional at working with the organization from a business perspective. We had a great team. I learned the importance of understanding problems. It allows you to quickly see where the issue is. Funny, that gets you in trouble with end users sometimes. They, end users, don’t like it when you can very quickly with very little information tell them what is wrong. Think about what you re best at, and then think about how much information you need to provide the answers. Usually, a lot less information than the person wants to give.
The first picture is of the bushes just outside the bathhouse. The second couple of pictures I took because, well it was the kind of cool thing you don’t often see. A mini-cooper that is also electric. This is the new Countryman Electric Cooper, very cool! I love seeing more and more cars that are plug-in cars! Yesterday was clean the boat day. You have to, from time to time when on a river have the bottom scraped. We did that three weeks ago. This week we needed to clean the top and surfaces of the boat. Salt spray is fun in your face, but it leaves a film on the top of the boat. We cleaned off the film, plus got rid of the spider webs and wiped down the floor (swabbing the deck matey!)It was hot yesterday, although rumor is we are getting cooler air for the next week or so. Not fall cool but more amenable temperatures. I don’t mind boating when it is 90 degrees, the water of the Bay is normally 20 degrees cooler. That means the wind that blows and the air that sits over the Bay water is cooler. You can truly feel the difference the further you away form shore. It takes a few weeks to heat water that is 5 feet deep to uncomfortably warm. I remember that from the pool, the water in the pool wasn’t bath water warm until the end of July. (the pool was opened around US Memorial Day, sometimes a couple of weeks before that). A pool is roughly 20,000 or so gallons of water. The Bay and the Atlantic ocean is probably 100’s of billions of gallons of water.
But yesterday was a start the engines, clean the boat, never leave the dock day. We did get the majority of the film off the boat. My wife also cleaned the leather seats of the boat. We re waterproofed a portion of the boat cover, and of course, we cleaned the windshield of the boat. Finally, I swabbed the upper deck and then the main wooded area of the boat. There is a sense of accomplishment in cleaning the boat that I never got from cleaning the pool. Now if I could only convince myself that I need to clean my office and that there would be a sense of accomplishment in doing that. I am working on that one. For now, I am happy to clean the boat! Not my office, house or well anywhere else. Well I do like a clean car.
Over the years I have taken a lot of pictures. My father and my grandfather did love pictures before me as well. We could argue that taking family pictures is passed from generation to generation in our family. Although in fairness the habit of picture taking is only three generations old. I loved taking pictures of the kids when they were swimming or doing other things. But in particular, this time I did a lot of close up pictures. I couldn’t for the life of me tell you why closeups were part of the pictures taken this particular day. It was one of those; I guess I am going to take close-ups. These pictures from the time when the pool was the center of our family on the weekends.
It was the center of our family during the week as well; I just wasn’t there as often during the week. On the weekend the kids would wake up, come downstairs and ask can we open the pool? We had a rule that there had to be a responsible adult with the kids while they were in the pool. That often let me off pool duty as I am not an adult! Well, at least I tried to get away with that claim. It didn’t work with my wife or with the kids, but I tried more than once. The pool had a cover. You had to go to the end of our deck, that was outside the kitchen. The pool cover’s “control system” was at the end of the deck. You took the key out, turned it to the right and the pool cover opened.
Closing it meant that no one could be in the pool. Opening it meant everyone could be in the pool. Over the years we had lots of different chairs around the pool. There were a few I liked, and at one point we had the most amazing chairs that had built in umbrellas and padding. Those lasted about three years, the impact of web children on furniture is nearly as large as wet dogs. Dogs by the way never sat on the pool furniture. That was not from the dogs not wanting to be on that furniture it was more because the good furniture rocked back and forth. Neither Fran nor Gwen was willing to get on moving furniture. I suspect, the Labs we have now would consider it a challenge accepted to climb on moving furniture. But not Fran or Gwen. Another day from the past shared as part of the family history project!
It is one of those things as a parent you both anticipate and dread. The camp experience is so important for kids. They, for a time, get to be completely independent of you, their parent. The dread comes as a parent because you have to let go. We, as parents seek always to make the world safe for our children. We childproofed our house. We research the safest car seats. We make sure they, our children, are not allergic. We nurture them and support them. Suddenly camp comes along, and we are told let them go. Release them into the wild and see what comes back. It is never the same, after that. Not that I miss the days of complete dependence. I don’t miss those days. It is something past that I am reminded of from time to time.
Each camping experience is helping the kids become more independent. First, our daughter wandered off to camp. Waycross was the camp for her. Funny, a few years before that Waycross was the camp for my wife. Then the twins, emboldened and prepared by their older sister (whom they adore) went to Waycross as well. IT was a common experience they would share with my wife. I have been, but not to stay in the cabins of Waycross. I stayed in the conference center that is more like a hotel than it is a camp. The camp I stayed in was a boy scout camp, and camp Moneto, both of which were far away from Waycross and a vastly different experience. At Waycross, meals were served. At Boy Scout camp we made our meals.
That is why I still insist on ketchup on scrambled eggs. Ketchup hides the burned eggs. Waycross was something I never really understood. I did, as both 5th grader and then twice as a teacher goes to the camp Bradford Woods in Indiana. Bradford woods was similar to Waycross. You had meals prepared and slept in cabins. But that was a different experience than Waycross; the food was nowhere near as good. Funny, to this day my daughter and the twins love Waycross. I remember Bradford woods but as a memory, not a place I miss or recall wistfully. I do miss from time to time the summer experiences at camp Maumee. Those were the glory days. As the sun fell peering to the sky watching Skylab as it drifted overhead. Well, I guess I do understand that feeling after all! Just not the Waycross experience.
The pictures are ½ and ½ today. The first few and last few were taken by me; The rest were taken by my wife. Ergo, her snapping a picture of me at the helm. She does that every time I hand her the camera. I suspect I should stop giving her the camera. The bay, back creek, an area where we keep our boat is still really badly congested with floating wood. It makes for an interesting trip out towards the bay bridge. You move slowly, keep your eyes open and watch both the sonar and the horizon. Once you get out to the portion of the Bay that is downriver of Baltimore, the wood decreases fairly quickly. It is just the area around the inner harbor of Annapolis that is bad now.
You don’t want to hit a submerged log with your props. That forces you to have your boat short hauled and the props replaced.
It was a hot day at the marina, but once we got out onto the water, it cooled off. There was a nice breeze, and with the boat completely open, we had a wonderful win blowing on us! There were not as many sailboats out as normal for a Sunday. I suspect the amount of debris in the water reduces the number of boats that are out considerably.
My wife noticed that the paint on Captain Lars head is peeling. We will have to paint his cap this winter. We don’t want a peeling captain on the boat!
Funny, the entire time we were on the boat it was nice outside. The minute we got within a mile of our house, it started to rain. It then rained for the rest of the day. That is 10 out of the last 15 days with measurable rain. California needs the rain, Maryland doesn’t right now. There isn’t a good way to box the rain and send it to the folks in CA. I did offer to send Kim some dehydrated rain but to rehydrate; you need water.
Yesterday as I was making the next to the last turn on my walk, I stopped and took a picture of the neighborhood pool. The silent reflection of my walk, broken by the sound of children playing. That said, I decided to finish up the 11-01 folder in the other pictures today, There were just a few pictures left to share in the folder. Normally I have a memory of the event in question. I know I was part of the event, I took the pictures (or possibly my daughter did which may be why I don’t remember). It does, however, bring up the reality of being a parent. My parents taught me many years ago to listen and be respectful. To hear what others say and give them credence. To make sure people know you heard them.
But being a parent is so much more than listening. It is a willingness to be in the moment with the kids. You have to engage at the child’s level. As adults, we often find our world’s further and further apart. We go to work and are expected to be a certain way. We come home, and we are expected to be different than we are at work. The older you get, the harder sometimes it is to make that transition. That is why sometimes you have to get on the slide and be your inner child. I am not saying by the way that this is the only way and the only model to use when raising children. It is the one that works for me. It doesn’t work for everyone. You have to choose your path as a parent.
There are many pictures of my wife playing with the kids. I did as well, but I was the primary photographer, so there aren’t many pictures of me in the mud playing. Yes, in the mud playing. Pictures I suspect now my wife wishes she had captured.