We brought the kids to their first Rhode Island Air National Guard Air Show today, and now I know why we didn’t take them sooner. They’re wise enough now to plug their ears at the first mention of F-18 Hornet. Click here for more photos of the show.
A couple of baby Sparrows in the backyard birdhouse wait for mom’s return.
Uncle Martin invited Eric and me for an evening of Bluefishing last night. We put the boat in the water in Cowesett, and then set out for waters near Rocky Point. An hour or two of trolling produced no results, so we headed back – but not before we tried one last time at the pilings. Success! We used a spoon, called a Crocodile, and a plug. Eric successfully landed his first Bluefish, and he’s eager to go back. And speaking of back, mine is killing me. That’s what warp factor 10 on a 17-foot Whaler will do to you. No pain, no gain.
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Eric preps his rod and lure for one last cast before we head home. We came up empty tonight. We often see fish breaking the surface at Brickyard Pond, but we’ve had no luck catching them. Not sure whether they’re Trout, Large Mouth Bass, or what, but they’re just not interested in our lures. Maybe next time.
Christy received her mail-order caterpillars just over a week ago. And now? Now they’re Painted Lady Butterflies. Christy tells me she named each one, beginning with Christy Junior, of course. The caterpillars stayed in their shipping jar for a few days, until we could see them forming their chrysalises. Mom then transferred them to their mesh enclosure, where the same critters are now testing their wings.
This Piping Plover was hit by some buckshot, or so it would have me believe. More like feigning a broken wing, as a diversionary tactic, because I must have been walking a little too close to its chicks. Eric and I actually saw the chicks yesterday. They looked like little brown cotton balls walking on tooth picks. Of course they hid, too well, when I returned with my camera today. I could not spot them for the life of me.
The kids finally talked me into wading in the water at Brickyard Pond this past weekend. I’m not sure why I waited so wong to go wading; that’s my deliberate attempt at alliteration. More like illiteration. Click here to see some video of our brave explorers…
And just like that, I brought my Facebook account back from a near death. Seems at least one friend was wondering why I disappeared from her friend’s list. The perception might be that I no longer want to communicate with friends. Not so. And just like that, I’m back among friends in Facebook. In fact, I was in an IM session with an old friend living in L.A. the moment I logged back into my account. I guess you’re okay in my book, Facebook.
It’s amazing what you can do with Adobe Photoshop Lightroom 2. The original photo (of Beavertail Lighthouse) appears below, and the adjusted (same) photo is above. I’m not claiming to be a professional photographer, far from it, but this software makes it look like I know what I’m doing, which I don’t. It also helps to shoot in RAW, which essentially means the software has more to work with. Enough of that – I’m putting myself to sleep.
After using Adobe Lightroom 2
Before using Adobe Lightroom 2
Yesterday, I wrote the following to Google pundit, Jeff Jarvis: Can mere attribution pay the bills? If I get my news solely from, say, Google, and I have no desire to seek out any other news source, then how will the NYTimes reporter, or the NYTimes itself, ever benefit? By the simple, required attribution I see when I read their story? In the old days it was referred to as rip ‘n’ read; now it’s more like rip them off. The former approach likely required some sort of protocol, while the latter approach can be done in the time it takes to create a link. In fact, seems like I could create one of these rip’em off sites right now. No blood, no sweat, no fears. Your thoughts, Mr. Jarvis?
No response yet.
Long Days and Nights 