A Beautiful Winter's Day

A brown feathered gull

Just a great day

A photographer trying to get closer to a log full of pelicans.

Made my lunch and packed it for a lunch at the lake. Dryfus Club.  It was so peaceful and restful to eat something besides a fast food sandwich. The sun's angle is once again at an angle where the glare on the water can be good and bad. Today, the lake was like a mirror.  After eating and clean up, the next stop was within eye sight from Dryfus,  but it takes a good two miles to get to Sunset Bay.  Once there, both cameras were unpacked and I went to the dock immediately. The birds were being fed by a couple of women. The city advises people not to feed the wildlife but people do anyway. For me, it draws  the ducks,geese, gulls and others away from the pelicans.

Today, I saw more gulls with brown feathers, one with a modeled neck. Last week, my first gull ever with brown feathers was spotted. Now, it seems there are many, many more. Charles Darwin's birthday was yesterday. He would have been going nuts!


 

In Response

The Hand of God

Mariner's at Sea

I Must Release You

 

 

Twenty-seven was to young to die.



For I will not see you grow grey hairs or

Crows feet in the corners of your bright

Eyes.

 

When your sister announced your death,

I cried as a father would, but I knew that

I must release you to go and fulfill your

Better dreams.

 

The canyon of void in my soul is dark and

Empty of your smile,laughs or pondered

Thoughts.

 

So, I released you the day before my

Birthday. I know you are here at times,

For I see whisp of your presence as you

Come and go,checking on me or just to

Be home again. Come and go as you wish

But always know that I loved you so much!

 

 

 

 

Several readers have ask about the poem mentioned in my profile. Above is the poem. It has been published in hardbound and as a beautiful note card  

Texas Sailing

Dropping the Sail

Open Water Headed Inbound

High Up on Winfrey Point Looking Down on the Marinas

Minutes beyond first bell, a loud clap of thunder hit this morning as a squall line moved passed. The sun was out by noon and it was time to get at least some walking in before ending the outing at the grocery.

The temps were in the mid 60s with a breezy southwest wind 10-12 knots. That meant the sailing clubs would be on the lake at White Rock. Beautiful day for a sail.


The shot at Winfrey Point was shot about ten days ago but gives a view looking down over the Marinas  going toward the bike bridge. That day the fog had hung over downtown for most of the day. You can still see the haze in the air.

Perception Is Everything

Perception of U S Marine Corp

Pride

Traveling Corp.

Just when in life, you reach a point where you really don't care what people think, it becomes crystal clear how important perception really plays a part.This point was made  more clear this past week. The example came from the strangest of places with the strangest of  projects. Sometimes it is almost  better to fail than to be seen in the light of  being a "copy cat". There are some who are pulling their hair our by now because of that string of words "better to fail than to be seen". But, of course, they are the very people who miss so much because  common sense is not so common for their world. That doesn't make them ignorant or stupid, but the perception can put the focus in  a different light.

Example 1

There are some interesting people on Twitter. Some, I even follow. A couple of those scholars  sound almost human. Then, I am reminded of an old neighbor who was listed in the "Who's Who" of American Anthropology and was professor in the Anthropology Department of a major University, yet he would come home at night and cut his front lawn by a push-real mower with a taped on flashlight to light his way in the dark of night. The perception was rather odd to many of  his neighbors. The reality of it all was that his brain was working overtime and later on in the semester his published papers would rock the world of Anthropology from those flashlight cuttings. The perception was not the reality and looking back today, I was literally watching thought being generated,then store itself in his grey matter until he released it onto paper.

There is this one account that gives me indulgence because he reminds me of the former neighbor. His perception of me is that I'm odd, I would believe, but as is human nature, that is my perception of how he views me. He is moving up the ladder of academia at another major university. He's blended teaching, family life, writing scholarly articles that are published with being trapped in a world that he thinks he has control over from an academic standpoint to the reality that he too, has reached that point in life with  waining connect to being young and energized with ambition and hopes for the future. My hope is that I live long enough to have him report that he cut his lawn with a flash light taped to the handle of his lawn mower. That's my perception.

Example 2

Never would I draw to conclusion or formed the perception that when Dallas developed, planned and built the Margaret Hunt Hill Bridge that the city of Irving would try to copy that with a major bridge building project. People went nuts when Dallas built a $130 million plus cable-stayed bridge over the Trinity River, but really now, Irving building one to identify the City of Irving is a bit much. Hello! You have the Famous Mustangs of Los Colinas, don't you see. You created  Los Colinas. You have Lake Carolyn. You have the canals.You have the gondola boats. You now have your convention center. You have the Orange Line, the Monorail. You have The Four Seasons  at TPC Cottonwood. Carpenter Ranch has been good for Irving.

The perception is that  this blog does not  favor  Irving. This blog has reported several times in the past that Irving is high on my list of places dear to my heart. Across the Carpenter Freeway from Irving's Convention Center at Los Colinas,  is the world headquarters of Exxon Mobil Oil, that is  nestled fairly deep in the woods of their corporate estate and compound.The reality is that this blog  will always be grateful to Exxon Mobil Oil for what they have done in the past, personally.

So, when things seem one way, looking the other way in the opposite direction will usually reset you humanity compass so that you can make adjustments that will align you more to a perception that is in refined focus. Of course, that is only a perception.









 

From Filtration Dock to Winfrey Point

A 1000 miles of wear in under 50 feet.

Never have seen a gull with brown feathers

What better way to enjoy the outdoors.

After running my medical errands this afternoon, it was time to do a little walking, get some fresh air, but the heavy fog over night was still lingering in the mid of afternoon. The air was soupy thick but as any New Yorker will tell ya: "You'll have that from time to time."

Spotted Before Superbowl XLVII

The Famous Tail Number N1DC aka Blue Star Management,aka Mr. Jerry Jones's private plane seen  holding short of Runway 13L at Love Field today just before noon.

 

General Aviation on final approach to 13L

"The Hand of God"

Private Corporate Jet on final to 13R

Sunshine and blue sky with an above average temperatures. Who could ask for anything more? Some of the things  along the way around one half of Bachman Lake.



The cloud image appeared right over the Southwest Airlines Headquarters Maintenance Operations Building. I've seen a lot of cloud formations over the years but never something that could be compared to an Italian painter 500 years ago.










 

American Airlines Should Be Ashamed

Five days ago, I was on Tweeter and one of the groups that I was following sent out a tweet bragging about the new Boeing 777-300ER that would start inaugural service between DFWairport and Sao Paulo,Brazil on January 31,2013.
The fact of the matter is that it isn't inaugural service at all. American has been flying that route for more than a few years. It is, however, the first flight in their new 777-300ER  livery with the new logo and paint job. Already, my dislike of the paint job has been expressed as many others have done,as well. The creator of American's old logo even went public that he didn't like the logo and paint job either.

So, when I read the tweet on the 29th, I replied to @dfwairport and ask two questions. You can't ask much in 140 characters per tweet but you can get the point across. My question was: is the plane at DFW or will it be flown in beforehand for the event. The second question was: what time will it push back from the gate?This is information that Logistics knows days in advance generally, especially with a big Public Relations Brew Ha planned. @DFWairport sent me the "fools" reply and  attached a link. Upon opening the link I knew immediately that I was getting the 'blow off". A day later, @DFWairport sent out a tweet to their followers that they had a new instantgram account that had taken flight and wanted every one to submit their photos!. I simply replied "NO" and that was that. Later that day I got an e-mail notice that @DFWairport had responded to my tweet. It said that the plane would leave on January 31. No kidding was my thought in as much as that  was the press release date  the media had been promoting. I replied simply with a" Yes, Thursday is January 31,2013. Bless your Heart."

Today, I had been working with my contacts and was planning on going out to DFW Airport. DFWairport for being a media source to build interest for American was sure shooting people in the tweets today left and right. One guy said he was concerned with the answers he was getting. Other tweeters chimed in on various topics and  some were not happy with @DFWairport's replies. I tweeted that they seemed to be in their own little zone today. That got me a tweet from American. Not wanting to rain on their parade, especially today, I replied with an e-mail address that I if they sent me an e-mail, I would be glad to explain my displeasure with @DFWairport. Quickly, came a reply that it was their mistake that they could not share contact emails with customers and staff.

Since I have never been a customer with American, that pissed me off like a slap in the face. I replied in three tweets numbered 1/3 of 3/3. I Never heard from American again.
In the mean while, my contact came through with some information that would have answered my original questions. On Friday,February 1, American, who had others that had been just as upset with American's sarcastic attitudes showed off their media and communications operation on the 5th floor of the AA headquarters. Also, Southwest opened their media center to the media and I must say that Southwest is so far ahead of American it was almost sad.

What I found out about the 777-300ER
If you know anything about the airline business, you learn quickly that #1, airlines don't usually own their own planes in their fleets and #2 tail numbers are like a birth certificate of an aircraft. A plane without a tail is legally, not an airplane. But when an aircraft gets its tail, the tail number ids that plane forever. Or, at least until the bank sells it to someone else for registration changes or it hits the desert grave yards where the tail is lost/separates when it is scrapped.

I learned that N718AN, a 777-300ER was dispatched from Southern California Logistics (KVCV) Victorville, Ca. as American Flight AAL9708 on January 27,2013 for DFW Airport Dallas (KDFW) and that Wells Fargo Bank Northwest NA Trustee, Salt Lake City, UT owned the craft . It also appears that the plane was flown in under cover of night arriving DFW at 11:24 PM CST on Sunday. Push back time is at 8:35pm tonight at Terminal D,gate D23 with departure as AAL Flight #963. The last I heard the flight was at climbout at 5700 feet and 281 knots headed toward Miami. I'd love to go back to Brazil but it won't be on an American flight 777-300-ER or  anything else American  liveries.

Below, is a link that American Airlines tweeted to me. The airport is the Southern Cal Logistics (KVCV) mentioned above. And, this is the aircraft that was landed at DFW International just before midnight on January 27,2013.

Victorville is in the socal desert just a bit southeast of Edwards Air Force Base, but because this is a Texas blog, its about 5 miles from the Roy Rogers Museum!  And as Roy Rogers and Dale Evans would sing:

Happy Trails to You! 

Credit the link image,below, to American Airline as they sent this to me in a tweet after I had ask them not to insult me further. In the photo, the aircraft appears to be on the ground at KVCV. They have a 150 foot by 15,050 foot runway at Victorville. The military uses it at times for training. You could land almost anything on that runway. If the truth be know, there probably has been some strange landings and sitings there over the years.

The live image that you see (Air Force One)  is owned and copyrighted by dallaspaparasso and is dedicated in the Nota Bene below the image.

http://twitter.com/AmericanAir/status/297088669909647360/photo/1

Air Force One Arriving Love Field  copyright dallaspaparazzo.com

 Nota Bene: The image, Air Force One was inspired by a man that made the documentary," Air Force One: The Planes and the Presidents" that opened at the Smithsonian Air and Space Museum in 1984. I meet him that same year while attending a pot luck dinner in his home. I still recall the pride and the gleam in his eyes as he talked about a wall in his home filled with pictures,letters and articles about the successful documentary. His wife, had a hand in planning the inaugural of President Richard M. Nixon and had served as the receptionist to Vice-President Spiro T. Agnew. That man was Elliot D. Sluhan and his wife was Maryann Benes Sluhan. Sadly, Mary Ann passed away February,2012; four years to the day of Elliott's passing.
It is, therefore, an honor to dedicate my image, "Air Force One arriving Love FIeld" August,2011, to the memory of Elliott and Maryann Sluhan.

O blest communion, fellowship devine!
We feebly stuggle; they in glory shine,
Yet all are one in Thee, for all are Thine.
-----William W. How, 1864
For All the Saints, a British Hymn with music by Ralph Vaughan Williams, 1906.

edited and corrected from original post.