Just a quickie:
The ISS “Stacks” from Christoph Malin on Vimeo.
Images from the ISS (International Space Station) stacked into sequences.
Very satisfying.
Then, there was that.
Did I tell you I capsized last time I went sailing?
With a friend, his first time out. In a sudden storm. Much excitingness.
That was back in July, actually.
I’ve been meaning to get around to all that; but time, you know, slips by.
Details later.
Absense of nonsense.
I’ve had to take a pass on MASCF this year. First time I’ll miss it in about 7 years. Unexpected. But? I count myself lucky.
Funny thing: When you work for someone else, you think: “If I only had my own business, I could set my own schedule.”
Not at all true. It’s an idle lie you tell yourself to make yourself unhappy. That is all.
It’s an idle lie you tell yourself to make yourself unhappy.
When you work for yourself, you have to work like hell when you have it, because you don’t know if you’ll have it two months from now. If you’re lucky, six months go by and you’re still thinking the same thing.
But then, six months have gone by, and you missed all of them.
Count your blessings, whatever they are.
Every day counts.
What I did last summer . . .
Blue Penny Quarterly ~ Fall 2012
Can’t believe it’s already over.
This was supposed to be my summer of sailing and house repairs, but turns out I’ve done little and none of either. Too much work. Much of it has been on fun projects, though, and continues to be. More on the others later, but one just finished up last week.
Traffic Jams
Lately the traffic during my commute has been getting more varied. Usually it’s tractors and hay wagons, or floods or downed trees. Now it’s carriages and buggies, too.
One of the hazards of living in the country.
Still beats idling on the interstate for hours. And the exhaust fumes, though as pungent as a diesel bus, probably aren’t as bad for you.
Cobbler’s Kids Have No Shoes
Designer’s website gets no updates.
Scouting Back Bay
Roadside Lotus Bloom
Back Bay National Wildlife Refuge has been on my list of places to visit for a long time, even before the boats were started. Mike Wick tells me he’s very interested in a Back Bay trip, too. Maybe this Fall.
Wide and shallow behind Virginia’s southernmost barrier islands, it’s actually the northern end of the Carolina sounds of the Outer Banks, and a major stopover of the Atlantic Flyway. Every winter, hundreds of thousands of migrating shore birds, ducks, and geese move through here on their way south. I’ve always wanted to see that. Ideally, I would launch from the western shore, sail across exploring along the way, and camp on the barrier island to the east in False Cape State Park, where there are docks to tie up, and more cool places to explore.
A winter trip in a small open boat requires careful planning, though, so after leaving Steve Earley in Norfolk, I took the opportunity while in the area to make a scouting trip.