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Good morning. 🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛

27 June 2026

I’ve been pretty lax when it comes to keeping up with important dates. I suppose I should finally figure out how to set up my phone to remind me of recurring events like birthdays. They start stacking up fast once your grandchildren start having children. I was thinking about that this morning because I’m pretty sure I may have missed a birthday this month. Anyway, macht nichts — it’ll all come out in the wash.

Speaking of forgetting things, I think I forgot to feed Charlie yesterday morning. When I went to the refrigerator that afternoon to grab his food, there was no can waiting for me. I usually give him half a can in the morning and half in the afternoon. Fortunately, Charlie is very forgiving. I gave him a full can yesterday afternoon and sang, “Hurray, hurray, it’s a full‑can day,” hoping to fool him into thinking it was something special.

I’m not that forgetful of a person, though I do often forget to turn off the water in the kitchen sink. It usually happens when I’m rinsing out the coffee pot — I start multitasking, drift into something else, and since I don’t hear well, I don’t notice the sound of running water. Sometimes it runs for a long time. Most of the time I catch it myself and do a quick look around to make sure nobody saw what happened except me and Charlie. If I don’t catch it, my wife eventually does and asks how long the water has been running. At that point, I just give her the classic deer‑in‑the‑headlights look because I know I’ve done it again. Maybe I’m just getting caught by the doorway effect.

“The advantage of a bad memory is that one enjoys several times the same good things for the first time.” — Friedrich Nietzsche

“I’m not young enough to know everything.” — J.M. Barrie

“The best thing about the future is that it comes one day at a time.” — Abraham Lincoln

#photo #photography #wildlife #nature #birds #birdphotography #morning #crow #memory #forgetfullness #silouettes #blackandwhite

Good morning. 🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛

27 June 2026

I’ve been pretty lax when it comes to keeping up with important dates. I suppose I should finally figure out how to set up my phone to remind me of recurring events like birthdays. They start stacking up fast once your grandchildren start having children. I was thinking about that this morning because I’m pretty sure I may have missed a birthday this month. Anyway, macht nichts — it’ll all come out in the wash.

Speaking of forgetting things, I think I forgot to feed Charlie yesterday morning. When I went to the refrigerator that afternoon to grab his food, there was no can waiting for me. I usually give him half a can in the morning and half in the afternoon. Fortunately, Charlie is very forgiving. I gave him a full can yesterday afternoon and sang, “Hurray, hurray, it’s a full‑can day,” hoping to fool him into thinking it was something special.

I’m not that forgetful of a person, though I do often forget to turn off the water in the kitchen sink. It usually happens when I’m rinsing out the coffee pot — I start multitasking, drift into something else, and since I don’t hear well, I don’t notice the sound of running water. Sometimes it runs for a long time. Most of the time I catch it myself and do a quick look around to make sure nobody saw what happened except me and Charlie. If I don’t catch it, my wife eventually does and asks how long the water has been running. At that point, I just give her the classic deer‑in‑the‑headlights look because I know I’ve done it again. Maybe I’m just getting caught by the doorway effect.

“The advantage of a bad memory is that one enjoys several times the same good things for the first time.” — Friedrich Nietzsche

“I’m not young enough to know everything.” — J.M. Barrie

“The best thing about the future is that it comes one day at a time.” — Abraham Lincoln

#photo #photography #wildlife #nature #birds #birdphotography #morning #crow #memory #forgetfullness #silouettes #blackandwhite

Good morning. 🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛

27 June 2026

I’ve been pretty lax when it comes to keeping up with important dates. I suppose I should finally figure out how to set up my phone to remind me of recurring events like birthdays. They start stacking up fast once your grandchildren start having children. I was thinking about that this morning because I’m pretty sure I may have missed a birthday this month. Anyway, macht nichts — it’ll all come out in the wash.

Speaking of forgetting things, I think I forgot to feed Charlie yesterday morning. When I went to the refrigerator that afternoon to grab his food, there was no can waiting for me. I usually give him half a can in the morning and half in the afternoon. Fortunately, Charlie is very forgiving. I gave him a full can yesterday afternoon and sang, “Hurray, hurray, it’s a full‑can day,” hoping to fool him into thinking it was something special.

I’m not that forgetful of a person, though I do often forget to turn off the water in the kitchen sink. It usually happens when I’m rinsing out the coffee pot — I start multitasking, drift into something else, and since I don’t hear well, I don’t notice the sound of running water. Sometimes it runs for a long time. Most of the time I catch it myself and do a quick look around to make sure nobody saw what happened except me and Charlie. If I don’t catch it, my wife eventually does and asks how long the water has been running. At that point, I just give her the classic deer‑in‑the‑headlights look because I know I’ve done it again. Maybe I’m just getting caught by the doorway effect.

“The advantage of a bad memory is that one enjoys several times the same good things for the first time.” — Friedrich Nietzsche

“I’m not young enough to know everything.” — J.M. Barrie

“The best thing about the future is that it comes one day at a time.” — Abraham Lincoln

#photo #photography #wildlife #nature #birds #birdphotography #morning #crow #memory #forgetfullness #silouettes #blackandwhite

Good morning. 🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛

27 June 2026

I’ve been pretty lax when it comes to keeping up with important dates. I suppose I should finally figure out how to set up my phone to remind me of recurring events like birthdays. They start stacking up fast once your grandchildren start having children. I was thinking about that this morning because I’m pretty sure I may have missed a birthday this month. Anyway, macht nichts — it’ll all come out in the wash.

Speaking of forgetting things, I think I forgot to feed Charlie yesterday morning. When I went to the refrigerator that afternoon to grab his food, there was no can waiting for me. I usually give him half a can in the morning and half in the afternoon. Fortunately, Charlie is very forgiving. I gave him a full can yesterday afternoon and sang, “Hurray, hurray, it’s a full‑can day,” hoping to fool him into thinking it was something special.

I’m not that forgetful of a person, though I do often forget to turn off the water in the kitchen sink. It usually happens when I’m rinsing out the coffee pot — I start multitasking, drift into something else, and since I don’t hear well, I don’t notice the sound of running water. Sometimes it runs for a long time. Most of the time I catch it myself and do a quick look around to make sure nobody saw what happened except me and Charlie. If I don’t catch it, my wife eventually does and asks how long the water has been running. At that point, I just give her the classic deer‑in‑the‑headlights look because I know I’ve done it again. Maybe I’m just getting caught by the doorway effect.

“The advantage of a bad memory is that one enjoys several times the same good things for the first time.” — Friedrich Nietzsche

“I’m not young enough to know everything.” — J.M. Barrie

“The best thing about the future is that it comes one day at a time.” — Abraham Lincoln

#photo #photography #wildlife #nature #birds #birdphotography #morning #crow #memory #forgetfullness #silouettes #blackandwhite

Good morning. 🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛

27 June 2026

I’ve been pretty lax when it comes to keeping up with important dates. I suppose I should finally figure out how to set up my phone to remind me of recurring events like birthdays. They start stacking up fast once your grandchildren start having children. I was thinking about that this morning because I’m pretty sure I may have missed a birthday this month. Anyway, macht nichts — it’ll all come out in the wash.

Speaking of forgetting things, I think I forgot to feed Charlie yesterday morning. When I went to the refrigerator that afternoon to grab his food, there was no can waiting for me. I usually give him half a can in the morning and half in the afternoon. Fortunately, Charlie is very forgiving. I gave him a full can yesterday afternoon and sang, “Hurray, hurray, it’s a full‑can day,” hoping to fool him into thinking it was something special.

I’m not that forgetful of a person, though I do often forget to turn off the water in the kitchen sink. It usually happens when I’m rinsing out the coffee pot — I start multitasking, drift into something else, and since I don’t hear well, I don’t notice the sound of running water. Sometimes it runs for a long time. Most of the time I catch it myself and do a quick look around to make sure nobody saw what happened except me and Charlie. If I don’t catch it, my wife eventually does and asks how long the water has been running. At that point, I just give her the classic deer‑in‑the‑headlights look because I know I’ve done it again. Maybe I’m just getting caught by the doorway effect.

“The advantage of a bad memory is that one enjoys several times the same good things for the first time.” — Friedrich Nietzsche

“I’m not young enough to know everything.” — J.M. Barrie

“The best thing about the future is that it comes one day at a time.” — Abraham Lincoln

#photo #photography #wildlife #nature #birds #birdphotography #morning #crow #memory #forgetfullness #silouettes #blackandwhite

Good morning. 🦆🪿🦢

21 April 2026

I once came across a stack of letters I had written to my grandmother from Vietnam, back when I was in the Marine Corps more than fifty years ago. What struck me as I reread them was how barely literate, I sounded. I caught myself thinking, Good grief, was that really me? The handwriting was pure chicken scratch, and the spelling was a coin toss at best. To be fair, I was still a teenager then, barely out of high school — though you wouldn’t have guessed I’d graduated from the way those letters looked.

Back in those days, not having a high school diploma wasn’t much of a barrier to joining the Army or the Marine Corps. I’m not sure what the Air Force or Navy required at the time. I did have a diploma, but I remember plenty of recruits who didn’t — maybe even more without than with. It was a different era, and young men were still being drafted. I enlisted, but I still carried a draft card in my wallet. I sometimes wonder if they even issue those anymore.

When I was a Marine, I had a Marine Corps service number — and I still remember it after all these years. I came in right as the Corps was preparing to switch from the old service‑number system to using Social Security numbers instead. I’m pretty sure my dog tags had that number stamped on them. I’ve long since lost track of those tags, so I can’t check.

Sometimes I think of that period as the beginning of my second life. Time moves on, the years flip by, and we grow and improve. It’s a continuous learning process. Truth is, we’re learning right up until the end.

“We are all born ignorant, but one must work hard to remain stupid.” — Benjamin Franklin

“What we call the beginning is often the end. And to make an end is to make a beginning.” — T. S. Eliot

“I am still learning.” — Michelangelo, at age 87

#photo #photography #photographer #wildlife #nature #bird #birds #birding #birdwatching #birdphotography #morning #ducks #silouettes #blackandwhite #memories #learning

Good morning. 🦆🪿🦢

21 April 2026

I once came across a stack of letters I had written to my grandmother from Vietnam, back when I was in the Marine Corps more than fifty years ago. What struck me as I reread them was how barely literate, I sounded. I caught myself thinking, Good grief, was that really me? The handwriting was pure chicken scratch, and the spelling was a coin toss at best. To be fair, I was still a teenager then, barely out of high school — though you wouldn’t have guessed I’d graduated from the way those letters looked.

Back in those days, not having a high school diploma wasn’t much of a barrier to joining the Army or the Marine Corps. I’m not sure what the Air Force or Navy required at the time. I did have a diploma, but I remember plenty of recruits who didn’t — maybe even more without than with. It was a different era, and young men were still being drafted. I enlisted, but I still carried a draft card in my wallet. I sometimes wonder if they even issue those anymore.

When I was a Marine, I had a Marine Corps service number — and I still remember it after all these years. I came in right as the Corps was preparing to switch from the old service‑number system to using Social Security numbers instead. I’m pretty sure my dog tags had that number stamped on them. I’ve long since lost track of those tags, so I can’t check.

Sometimes I think of that period as the beginning of my second life. Time moves on, the years flip by, and we grow and improve. It’s a continuous learning process. Truth is, we’re learning right up until the end.

“We are all born ignorant, but one must work hard to remain stupid.” — Benjamin Franklin

“What we call the beginning is often the end. And to make an end is to make a beginning.” — T. S. Eliot

“I am still learning.” — Michelangelo, at age 87

#photo #photography #photographer #wildlife #nature #bird #birds #birding #birdwatching #birdphotography #morning #ducks #silouettes #blackandwhite #memories #learning

Good morning. 🦆🪿🦢

21 April 2026

I once came across a stack of letters I had written to my grandmother from Vietnam, back when I was in the Marine Corps more than fifty years ago. What struck me as I reread them was how barely literate, I sounded. I caught myself thinking, Good grief, was that really me? The handwriting was pure chicken scratch, and the spelling was a coin toss at best. To be fair, I was still a teenager then, barely out of high school — though you wouldn’t have guessed I’d graduated from the way those letters looked.

Back in those days, not having a high school diploma wasn’t much of a barrier to joining the Army or the Marine Corps. I’m not sure what the Air Force or Navy required at the time. I did have a diploma, but I remember plenty of recruits who didn’t — maybe even more without than with. It was a different era, and young men were still being drafted. I enlisted, but I still carried a draft card in my wallet. I sometimes wonder if they even issue those anymore.

When I was a Marine, I had a Marine Corps service number — and I still remember it after all these years. I came in right as the Corps was preparing to switch from the old service‑number system to using Social Security numbers instead. I’m pretty sure my dog tags had that number stamped on them. I’ve long since lost track of those tags, so I can’t check.

Sometimes I think of that period as the beginning of my second life. Time moves on, the years flip by, and we grow and improve. It’s a continuous learning process. Truth is, we’re learning right up until the end.

“We are all born ignorant, but one must work hard to remain stupid.” — Benjamin Franklin

“What we call the beginning is often the end. And to make an end is to make a beginning.” — T. S. Eliot

“I am still learning.” — Michelangelo, at age 87

#photo #photography #photographer #wildlife #nature #bird #birds #birding #birdwatching #birdphotography #morning #ducks #silouettes #blackandwhite #memories #learning

Good morning. 🦆🪿🦢

21 April 2026

I once came across a stack of letters I had written to my grandmother from Vietnam, back when I was in the Marine Corps more than fifty years ago. What struck me as I reread them was how barely literate, I sounded. I caught myself thinking, Good grief, was that really me? The handwriting was pure chicken scratch, and the spelling was a coin toss at best. To be fair, I was still a teenager then, barely out of high school — though you wouldn’t have guessed I’d graduated from the way those letters looked.

Back in those days, not having a high school diploma wasn’t much of a barrier to joining the Army or the Marine Corps. I’m not sure what the Air Force or Navy required at the time. I did have a diploma, but I remember plenty of recruits who didn’t — maybe even more without than with. It was a different era, and young men were still being drafted. I enlisted, but I still carried a draft card in my wallet. I sometimes wonder if they even issue those anymore.

When I was a Marine, I had a Marine Corps service number — and I still remember it after all these years. I came in right as the Corps was preparing to switch from the old service‑number system to using Social Security numbers instead. I’m pretty sure my dog tags had that number stamped on them. I’ve long since lost track of those tags, so I can’t check.

Sometimes I think of that period as the beginning of my second life. Time moves on, the years flip by, and we grow and improve. It’s a continuous learning process. Truth is, we’re learning right up until the end.

“We are all born ignorant, but one must work hard to remain stupid.” — Benjamin Franklin

“What we call the beginning is often the end. And to make an end is to make a beginning.” — T. S. Eliot

“I am still learning.” — Michelangelo, at age 87

#photo #photography #photographer #wildlife #nature #bird #birds #birding #birdwatching #birdphotography #morning #ducks #silouettes #blackandwhite #memories #learning

Good morning. 🦆🪿🦢

21 April 2026

I once came across a stack of letters I had written to my grandmother from Vietnam, back when I was in the Marine Corps more than fifty years ago. What struck me as I reread them was how barely literate, I sounded. I caught myself thinking, Good grief, was that really me? The handwriting was pure chicken scratch, and the spelling was a coin toss at best. To be fair, I was still a teenager then, barely out of high school — though you wouldn’t have guessed I’d graduated from the way those letters looked.

Back in those days, not having a high school diploma wasn’t much of a barrier to joining the Army or the Marine Corps. I’m not sure what the Air Force or Navy required at the time. I did have a diploma, but I remember plenty of recruits who didn’t — maybe even more without than with. It was a different era, and young men were still being drafted. I enlisted, but I still carried a draft card in my wallet. I sometimes wonder if they even issue those anymore.

When I was a Marine, I had a Marine Corps service number — and I still remember it after all these years. I came in right as the Corps was preparing to switch from the old service‑number system to using Social Security numbers instead. I’m pretty sure my dog tags had that number stamped on them. I’ve long since lost track of those tags, so I can’t check.

Sometimes I think of that period as the beginning of my second life. Time moves on, the years flip by, and we grow and improve. It’s a continuous learning process. Truth is, we’re learning right up until the end.

“We are all born ignorant, but one must work hard to remain stupid.” — Benjamin Franklin

“What we call the beginning is often the end. And to make an end is to make a beginning.” — T. S. Eliot

“I am still learning.” — Michelangelo, at age 87

#photo #photography #photographer #wildlife #nature #bird #birds #birding #birdwatching #birdphotography #morning #ducks #silouettes #blackandwhite #memories #learning

[ Nebula Nokto ]

Ĉio estas kovrita per humida malseka daŭra brakumo. Oni kvazaŭ naĝas en ĝi.

~konturoj~

\eZ

#miksang #dailypic #aphotoaday
#Esperanto #photography #photo
#winter #snow #skibum #fog #foggy #mist #misty #haze #hazey #silouette #silouettes

[ Nebula Nokto ]

Ĉio estas kovrita per humida malseka daŭra brakumo. Oni kvazaŭ naĝas en ĝi.

~konturoj~

\eZ

#miksang #dailypic #aphotoaday
#Esperanto #photography #photo
#winter #snow #skibum #fog #foggy #mist #misty #haze #hazey #silouette #silouettes

[ Nebula Nokto ]

Ĉio estas kovrita per humida malseka daŭra brakumo. Oni kvazaŭ naĝas en ĝi.

~konturoj~

\eZ

#miksang #dailypic #aphotoaday
#Esperanto #photography #photo
#winter #snow #skibum #fog #foggy #mist #misty #haze #hazey #silouette #silouettes

[ Nebula Nokto ]

Ĉio estas kovrita per humida malseka daŭra brakumo. Oni kvazaŭ naĝas en ĝi.

~konturoj~

\eZ

#miksang #dailypic #aphotoaday
#Esperanto #photography #photo
#winter #snow #skibum #fog #foggy #mist #misty #haze #hazey #silouette #silouettes

[ Nebula Nokto ]

Ĉio estas kovrita per humida malseka daŭra brakumo. Oni kvazaŭ naĝas en ĝi.

~konturoj~

\eZ

#miksang #dailypic #aphotoaday
#Esperanto #photography #photo
#winter #snow #skibum #fog #foggy #mist #misty #haze #hazey #silouette #silouettes

Lake Side Sunset

#photo #photography #photographer #photographylovers #nature #sun #lake #trees #silouettes #shadows #sunset #dusk

Lake Side Sunset

#photo #photography #photographer #photographylovers #nature #sun #lake #trees #silouettes #shadows #sunset #dusk

Lake Side Sunset

#photo #photography #photographer #photographylovers #nature #sun #lake #trees #silouettes #shadows #sunset #dusk

Lake Side Sunset

#photo #photography #photographer #photographylovers #nature #sun #lake #trees #silouettes #shadows #sunset #dusk

Lake Side Sunset

#photo #photography #photographer #photographylovers #nature #sun #lake #trees #silouettes #shadows #sunset #dusk