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GPS – my/our norm

Ha ha to Dave. He had a laugh. He took a picture with his iPhone when he saw our dashboard. I have a GPS. Colleen has a GPS. And we have our iPhones. And at any given time, we have them running (all of them). Usually, Colleen will keep her GPS in her lap and reads email, news, whatever. The programs are all different, so, it is not uncommon to hear the devices arguing over which directions to follow. Colleen is the human! She is near tears when she can’t tell me where to go. Imagine that, a woman, and she can’t tell me where to go? Nah!

Caveat: You are never lost as long as you never put the car in reverse. Driving around in circles is okay within that definition.


Eyes

It’s in the eyes. When you see it you know it? Love? When you are in love you know it. Black and white is kind of like that. The absence of color makes me focus on the eyes. It’s arresting. I know I like it. Would it be the same in color? No, but then again, I didn’t shoot this in color for comparison either. It stands alone. I have two cameras ready to go now. One set for color, the other black and white. It’s not the same as converting after the fact. I do have a brain that splits and I can think and chew gum at the same time.

Alas, I am still color > 99%.

 


On the day you were born

Noa Lila was born on the 20th of January. I nearly forgot to photograph the news headline the day she was born. In Delaware the NY Times is delivered a few days late. In this case my local library had a newspaper from January 14. No good. On January 24 in the library in New Castle, I caught up to recent headlines on January 20. Newspaper? I read the internet NY Times and it is updated multiple times a day. Who reads a paper? It’s so old and out of date. Hence, the newspaper shows up at the library days later. Old news, historical interest. It is/was the news on the day you were born. It wasn’t as cool as the super blood wolf moon that night.


How do you sleep?

Periodically, I go around the house and shoot the cats. No! Not literally. I take pictures of the cats that I can find. This time around they had their arms extended. I sleep that way too! Sometimes. There are so many traits we have in common. Or, have they learned and emulate me because they have seen me sleep?


Sharp

Don’t do this at home. This is a mandolin. Years ago, Lisa forbade me from using one. Ha! Is it sharp? Yup, very! I’ve been cut before. Never so badly… Two of my assistants in Saudi managed to cut me with a scalpel. That was harrowing. And, stupid… very, on my part. In all my years as a surgeon I was never cut before that. Now, I’m cut again. If you are squeamish, I, at least, did not show you gore. It was pretty bloody. Nothing to be done if you shave off your finger nail and part of the nail bed. Ugh!! The bleeding stopped. “All bleeding stops.”  – operating room motto. How? It was an unforced error; I was momentarily distracted by Colleen. She is now on a short distinct list. I won’t forget her. Ha!

Epilogue: The nail has grown back, almost. I cringe to think of the wound. I not only forgave Colleen, I married her. The ham dinner was a success. Only one guest, Kathy, noticed I was cut.


Reading

The Beatles – Come and Get It Lyrics | Genius Lyrics https://genius.com › B › The Beatles

Oct 28, 1996 – Come and Get It Lyrics: If you want it, here it is / Come and get it / Make your mind up fast / If you want it, any time / I can give it / But you better ..

Labels. Read ‘em? I was looking over my Clementines this morning. “Wax Protected” they spray them with wax. Don’t use the rind for cooking or baking! Maybe, wax is good for you. Or, how did the Moroccans get tagged to label and warn me here in DE. Hmmmm, Morocco? Is that what it has come to? We get our fresh fruit from so far away. It must cost to send fruit by plane. Oh?! No?! By ship? How old are these things anyway? When were they picked and how long did they ship? Made in the USA? Nope, nada, hardly. Oy! But, cheap! I forgot to read the label. There’s no free lunch.


Can you say cute?

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I have seven cats. I should say “we.” But then again, seven cats let us sleep in their house…. Can you say cute? I have too many cute pics to count. So cute! Yeah, ‘cause they are my/our cats. But every once in a while, there is a standout pic. It was an instant hit for me. That’s my story and I’m stickin’ with it.


Mother is the invention…

Ha ha, you might remember: Necessity is the mother of invention. But then, what do squirrels know? Look up youtube and you will see the mothers of all devices that attempt to prevent squirrels from eating at bird feeders. We got a feeder as a gift at Christmas. It took about a week for birds to discover it. That long?! A squirrel came by once and soon left. Ah! The cage works! Nah! Today the little rodent was inside the cage munching the snack mix. He’d already eaten the suet packages – one at a time on two consecutive days. I daresay he was so plump that he had difficulty escaping the bars when I confronted him directly. Just tapping my window pane drew only a sneer: come get me if you will. Now it’s full on war! Grease won’t work. Been there done that…

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Hmmmm….aroused motivated cat?


Cat TV

By the time I get this post out, it will be winter into spring. Ha ha! We got a bird feeder. And now my cats gather to watch. They are mesmerized. They stare, sometimes in pairs, sometimes singly. The birds don’t mind. They are hungry and protected by the glass panes. No squirrels allowed! One finally found the feeder, made an attempt to eat, and then bounded away never to be seen again. The anti-squirrel cage works… for now. Why not feed the squirrels? We do it at the park. They are rodents in the rat and mouse family. At the house no! In the park, maybe?


Typewriter

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I shoot typewriters. Funny, does anyone else? You gotta have a plan. I shoot them in two views – looking down on the keyboard and front on at the machine. Now, I have a third view – looking at the keys. I will adjust my angle slightly to get the brand name in the image.

I was surprised to see that a machine had keys for 1, 10, 100, 1000. Neat trick. I did not check to see if the numbers printed out from one key in one stroke. That would require some kind of different key.

Typewriters? I got ‘em. Two. The first was when I dropped David at college. The sucker had to have weighed 25 pounds and I made him ship it home. He was going to trash it – too heavy to ship home. The other was identical to my college Underwood. It and I spent many a night finishing a paper at 3AM. I got that machine. As for the rest, they are generally in poor shape and expensive $$$. Nope, I do not need a paperweight. I still shoot them. It’s a nice collection of images. Now I will shoot 3 images each time.