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Eating out

I would alternatively title this post – “GLOP!” We can’t eat in restaurants. They are closed. Corona. I say that a lot these days. They ask if we are fatigued, and, I say better fatigue than the alternative. Eating out? Well, we lived out there on the edge. Frozen food, it’s the closest to something you don’t otherwise eat. Something new and different! Dispel the boredom! Eh! My cookin’ is OK but sometimes you want something out of the ordinary. This was a testimony to food photography! Yes, the picture was way better than the awful product inside. Let me give a shout out to Nestle. They made eating a hot pocket into something I shall never do again. Can you say thick crust and no chicken? Awful!!! And the stuffed shells? Can you say rip-off? The package was heavy enough to completely deceive me. See the picture? Well, there were three small shells in the box. The rest was sauce. Bang for you buck? Hardly! If I paid 25 cents like I did in high school for a cafeteria lunch, then this combined glop might have been appreciated. Since we paid $$ for it, it was memorably awful! If you eat out in the frozen food section of your grocer, you might be attracted to the pictures. And, sometimes you are duly rewarded for being stupid enough to drawn in by a pretty picture.


Half staff

The flags are at half-staff. 2 million cases and 125 thousand deaths in the United States alone. Truth or lies? When does the president’s lies reach the bar of traitorous? For good god damned sake! This is hardly harmless in the face of the facts. Never have 100 thousand people died so fast from a viral disease. Hardly harmless! If he says it, they (YOU) believe him? Get a grip! This man is “selling you the Brooklyn Bridge” and asking you to jump from it. Oh! He will take your money first. Incredible! Incredulous! Do you “believers” really “buy” this shit?


Reflection

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We were out biking. Yes, it’s an activity you can do while in captivity. Corona. I passed this picture. There are advantages to riding with a camera around your neck. I had to stop. Other times I shoot on the fly. This time I actually stopped and turned around. Colleen rode onward. It was worth the stop.


Social distance

The first warm sunny day? Yes, we did what everyone else did. We were out and about in the time of corona! Don’t! Nah! It was simply too beautiful to resist temptation. At least we weren’t at the beach or park. We dropped by to check in with the cousins. Andy got a haircut. Kathy did it. He claims he still has one ear. He succumbed to danger. He didn’t like wings. There’s a reason to take doubles. One always has eyes closed. And I don’t ask people to pose often. I should. It’s a better photo. But then again there’d be nothing if I didn’t ride with a camera around my neck. Ummmm? Do they distance inside too?


July 4th

… without fireworks, heresy! Random. It’s great to have a good database. 2009. I was in Maine. I really didn’t know how to shoot fireworks back then. Now I know. Long exposure – 2-3 seconds to get the trails. My goal today? Some fireworks. It will be subdued this year. Corona virus. There are a lot of private fireworks being sold and shot. We just won’t gather in the millions to see Macy’s.


On the move

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Dave’s been in one location for too long now. Kathleen’s sister had a child – Gio. I won’t comment upon the name. You look it up. “Noa” is pretty rare to hear too. On the go… Dave’s traveling again. Restless? Maybe west? There are a lot of options and there aren’t. But, as the country reopens, the possibilities are endless. And, he’s had Corona, we think; we can’t get him tested, but probably. No social distance if you are living with someone. I get to kiss Colleen but not hug Dave. No handshakes. They came to say good-bye. They’re headed to see the new baby. Risk? There are choices. Relaxing?

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Have you ever had a day when everything came together – light, smiles, background…?


Feather

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She follows me around. Colleen swears…that this cat follows me. Remarkably, with every other colorful epithet that I throw about, she doesn’t curse. Hardly! I always did like her mom! Feather’s my cat. We all have our favorite. Or, rather they – the cats – favor us. There’s no doubt I am her human.


Covet

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A picture tells a thousand words. My cats gather as we eat. They don’t like most of what it is. Too bad. It’s my lunch. Nonetheless, don’t turn your back. Personally, I do not favor having my sandwich licked by cats.


Grocery

It’s not always empty. There are people about. The shelves are not bare. There are. But not every aisle sold out. Things I find are spontaneous purchase. A few things are planned. Mostly it is food association. We associate food to my appetite. I have discovered the frozen food aisle. Who knew you could photograph so much appetizing food to appeal to your imagination? The picture is usually better. But I have to give a shout out to Barber raw stuffed chicken breasts. Get ‘em. They were good. We can’t find them again.


Town

Post office. We have two nearby. We chose the one less frequented. There was no one inside when we pulled up. Two other cars came while I waited in the car. Colleen got the local news – free. The beaches are officially closed. The police patrol to keep it that way. People walk and exercise. Blue sky on one side and storm clouds from the other. We got a drenching downpour complete with thunder and lightning about an hour later. It’s just another exciting day in lockdown.

The dichotomy of the view – you chose – Corona or death – hoax? or real? – Republican? or – One could speculate a storm is coming or, it has passed.

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…two months have passed since I scheduled this post. Corona came and never left. The beach opened. Corona is worse around us. Danger! There are folks everywhere. …follow the money.


Replacement

I had to scramble for a post. It looks like I have posted erroneously publishing the same pics twice. My current project is editing images after the departure of our little grandchild. Don’t ask. I shot a lot (thousands) of images in two days. So far, I’m about 1/8 through editing. Corona weighs upon us all. I’m inserting a snapshot of the day with the hope that all of the family remains well.

The little one is among a crowded space of spinning wheels. For the record, this is the second time during corona that the house has been clean. Company comes, and, we all get vacuumed and straightened…


The last time…oops

It looks like I have already published this post a few days ago. We’ve been kind of distracted. I didn’t notice my error till now. Oh well, stuff happens.

The last time… we ate out, we had dinner guests, our house was clean. Well, now might be the time to look back. Ha ha! I compose posts long before published. I am trying to stick to the one/day rule Jules imposed. This is/was being written in early May. Poignant! Literally the day/same evening we ate our last meal out as DE closed all restaurants.

We only clean up when we invite dinner guests. This was the last clean up before Jen and Mike came for St Pat’s corned beef. And the very next day… no toilet paper to be had. It’s been a while. No, no, no, there’s a new normal. Little did I know. Our house will not be tidy again, for a long long time. It’s a good thing. I do so love my life and my wife. Eh? What did I say? … I can’t remember when I last saw TP on the shelves! …  and I love my wife.


Action

Look. This is what you need to notice: The hand is (motion) blurred. The blocks are in motion falling down. The child has a wonderful expression – joy!

Can you guess where we’ve been recently? Yes! We cautiously made a field trip and did a visit in the midst of corona. Everyone’s been intelligently quarantined – for us, it’s been months. The auto everything camera of today has made me lazy. I press the shutter and magic occurs and a perfect image appears on my memory card. Not so fast, there’s a lot of factors in play – lighting, shutter speed, ISO, F-stop, zoom, composition, timing… Hey! That makes me scramble, I’m always seeking the perfect moment. I’m not sure you ever get there. But some moments are better than others. I am very thankful to have captured “moments” more than “almost.”


The last time

The last time… we ate out, we had dinner guests, our house was clean. Well, now might be the time to look back. Ha ha! I compose posts long before published. I am trying to stick to the one/day rule Jules imposed. This is/was being written in early May. Poignant! Literally the day/same evening we ate our last meal out as DE closed all restaurants.

We only clean up when we invite dinner guests. We have not seen uncluttered tables in quite some time. This was the last clean up before Jen and Mike came for St Pat’s corned beef.

And the very next day… no toilet paper to be had. It’s been a while. No, no, no, there’s a new normal. Little did I know. Our house will not be tidy again, for a long long time. It’s a good thing. I do so love my life and my wife. Eh? What did I say? … I can’t remember when I last saw TP on the shelves! …  and I love my wife.


Drying

We’ve had considerable rain this past spring. I almost missed this shot. I’m thankful that the Sony RX100 has electronic zoom capable of matching my Nikon 80-400 zoom. A vulture sat sunning and drying out. I’ve seen cormorants do this behavior. My good luck, I got the shot.


Canon G3

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I have to credit Lisa with transitioning me to digital photography. She bought me this camera one birthday long ago. Until then I was an Ektachrome slide photographer. Nikon would not put out the digital D70 for a year or more. This (G3) was the camera recommended by the camera shop. I enjoyed the use of it though I never made it my “go to” camera. Nonetheless, I used the G3 to shoot some of Susan’s daughter’s wedding though I never did use it extensively. And then, the Nikon D70 came in 2004. I shot Dave’s high school graduation and never shot another frame of slide film after that. Just like that – analog slide to digital. Julia swore she could always tell my scanned slides from digital images, until she stopped complaining one day. Yup, I still have this camera. It’s unused. It occupies a treasured spot on the shelf, honorably retired. (My mistake. it’s gone missing. The G3. I have an extensive collection of unused gear. It’s there somewhere, just where, I’m not sure.)

The latest greatest? I just learned (realized) how much I have evolved. I did a photo shoot with a mirrorless camera. Advantages over my big Nikon DSLR: smaller, lighter weight!, LCD viewfinder. I shoot at different angles and compose differently. Embrace change? It’s a tool (camera). Know your camera and it’s capabilities. Use it. I love learning new things after all these years.

And, once more I apologize to my dear (present) wife. Colleen weaves. She reads (weaving), takes classes, and watches video at every opportunity. I have often wondered why? You know it, already? And then, I look at what I know and how it evolved. She’s always right. And, I can hear, “I told you so,” coming right around the corner at me!


Cat blog

I should be doing a cat blog. They are my/our kids now. So, they (the cats) get a lot of photo ops. They cooperate. There’s one good shot after another. How many good cat shots do you need? I can get a good portrait. I’m working on action. Don’t laugh. I have a camera everywhere I sit. Behavior happens in an instant. You gotta be ready. I try.


Lavender

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A lot of the pics I post are spontaneous. That is to say, they are just grab shots. Unplanned. Unstaged. I don’t do elaborate set up. I’m too lazy. What comes out of the camera… editing, I just let the image call out. Lavender, it’s in our garden. I just know certain framing is good. After that the picture is good or it’s not.


It Works!

Since I know Colleen we have been taking pictures of barn looms. I shoot to see the tie up and set up. Fascinating?! Well, we bought a real one a couple years back. It dates back to the revolutionary war period – old, real old. And then we won another one in a chance pick up from a man who got a pile of wood at a government auction and didn’t know what to do with it. (The name – they kept them in barns, or the construction of the loom was like constructing a barn.) No one knows. After a couple of years, it works. I built the harnesses. And we tied the heddles – hand tied – my surgical skill came in handy. It works! Did I say that? We actually… Colleen is actually weaving with it. Ain’t that grand?


sizzle….FIZZLE

all talk, NO SHOW. You are famous in your own mind. One million people applied for tickets. (one more lie you told) Less than 19 thousand showed up. One third of the venue was unfilled. The overflow venue was empty except for a few photographers. The fake media showed the empty blue colored seats. Blue!? Democrats silently mocking! Sinking ship? Time to jump? You rats? You can’t get elected when you are under water. Last one out, turn off the lights. … out with a whimper. …irrelevant.

I keep getting email from Susan Collins telling me she needs money for her desperate campaign to keep her seat. She’s pathetically begging. Perhaps you should follow her plea?


Rollergirl

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What can I say? Skate around the streets of Manhattan in practically no clothes. It might not stand out on the beach. But, really! Killer outfit!. I was stopped at the traffic light. My camera was on the seat. I lifted it and got off a single shot. Somehow, she sensed I was there. She rolled on past the van and took refuge in the doorway of the next apartment building. She looked warily at my car but my camera was already down on the seat once more. Spooky. Some weird guy shooting you while you exercise (in practically no clothes). How weird?


B ass ackwards

Cheaters never prosper. Now you guys look like real assholes. Stupid!! You fire a guy and announce it nationally. But!!! You didn’t tell the guy he was fired. So, Berman didn’t slink off to lick his wounds. He outright defied his firing and will continue merrily onward investigating the very thing you fired him for. Convoluted? Nah! Stupid! I’ve been wondering what happened to Rudi? I guess someone is hot on the trail. Only a few more months of madness… At the end of the day cheating has a way of coming back to bite you on the ass. There are (FEWER) faithful supporters. …be afraid.


Dawn

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I tried to shoot the puffins. … as in photograph them. I made three trips. The first two were duds. I never saw a puffin. The boat to the island could not land. I chummed both times. Up and down, up and down, went the boat. Up came whatever breakfast there was. On this particular trip I was tearing across Maine at around 3:30AM to get to the boat dock. Ok, maybe a bit later. Dawn! This turns out to be the picture of the day! No puffins! I told you, I chummed. Wanna see? No? Well, then this is the sum and substance of that trip. It might not look too swell, but the work I put in to get to this pic is what makes it even more special to me. It’s never so good as when you realize later that the best picture of the day was the first.


supreme being… NOT!

I keep looking. I can’t find details of the executive order! So far, Mythic not Epic. Everything Obama did, trump can’t erase! Watching media coverage of his faithful fanatics lining up for the upcoming trump rally in Oklahoma, I realize, even Hitler had supporters. You are not the supreme being! You never were. Your tantrums only highlight your inability to make a deal! … or to sign an effective executive order.

I am heartened that your time is ending in a whimper. I am happy that your insane (executive) orders go unheeded. Can you say: laughing stock? Never have so many, mocked you, DISRESPECT. … or worse: forgotten, irrelevant. With each tweet, you look less presidential!

That government is best which governs least.Henry David Thoreau

It’s not what you look at that matters, it’s what you see.Henry David Thoreau