On The 12th Day of Christmas It Was Cold and Windy As Could Be

                             A Vendor making these before it was a fashion statement on one's arm.

                                             Things I find on the way to finding other things.

 The week  of  Christmas we were in the 80s°F for several days. Since then, it's been in the teens and 20°F to 40s°F. Tomorrow morning its gonna be 20°F with wind chills of 15°F. Thank you Santa. Your Polar Express is a holiday train in Grapevine for the kids, not for the rest of the Metroplex. Christmas is over, so lets get back to those mid 50s°F to 60°F. Any time now, Buddy!

All kidding aside, I like some cold weather. My time in the Great Lakes saw 17°F below zero during the blizzard of '78 so I know what cold can be like. But, just because it gets cold, when the earth is tilted away from the sun, means that all these people taking 10-minute rocket rides into space  need to stay put here on earth. It's the old cause and effect thing. You are shaking up the Jet Streams, don't you see.(Harvey, did that last launch move the needle any on the balance gauge?) Oh, you think it's that secret program in Alaska that is shooting lasers into the center of high pressure systems to change the weather. And here I thought that that program was over already. Now I"m between a rocket launch and a laser beam. Imagine that!

 Seriously, though, it's been a crazy ride in 2021. I am glad to leave it behind. I was looking back to when I was me, and not some surgical experiment.  2019. Surgery. 2020.Surgery. 2021.Surgery. I do admit that 2021 under the knife was in the very early part and since then, I have been trying to regain my muscles and balance walking. The one thing that has suffered more than me is my photography in the overall scheme of things. I've always said:" when you create the beast you have to feed it." Feeding the beast takes about 250 shots a day with a sale ratio of 5:30. I gave up the live feeds and I shot what I could to keep some workflow flowing toward that goal. Then, it occurred to me that what I really wanted to do at my stage in life was to shoot interesting textures and create abstracts. I have experimented with them on and off in my down time and it has grown on me to the point that I have done some abstracts on my Zazzle account. I've gotten some pretty good response from people thus far as to the fact that they like them. 

So, as 2022 begins. I am not giving up on my photography. I'm just going to experiment with some new aspects of it technically. You will still be able to see my images on the blog. But I am getting ready to start listing with one or two agencies instead of the six that I now use. Making a selection will take a little time away from my photography for a short time, but in the end, it will be better for me and my readers and my photography as a whole. Hang tight, I'll keep you posted on the process and where my workflow lands. I'll also get a much better deal on my royalties, too!  Most will not notice a big change from the past. I've got images Google hasn't found yet!! Unk. Unk.But my agents will notice.  Some more than others. But as is said in Midtown Manhattan, "you'll have that from time to time. Yes you will."

Things that were fine but got more fine with redevelopment and a couple of thousands of new residents living across the sidewalks.

Our First Image of 2022 Comes From Nature Herself

This image is straight out of nature from a natural creation of nature and her ability to create over time naturally and more creative than man on any stage.

The image is from a large piece of steel plate that had been painted over several times over the years. But, finally, nature, through a natural process of oxidation of metal (rusting) worked it's way through that many layers of paint. And, in the process, created this beautiful work of art. 

Let this piece instill in you hope for creating a better life, a better view of who you are and let that spillover into your future well beyond 2022. Make your world better with creative talents that are hidden within yourself and inspire others through you.

May your 2022 bring you Great Joy by looking through the windshield and not the rear view mirror.

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 We have reset the images and text on the website and also re-set the main image on the blog. 

With the upsurge in the Omicron variant, we will be watching football and listening to music while I get things organized for the new year. 

Everyone have a Happy and Safe New Year and hopefully 2022 will be much better than the past two or three years. 

Stay warm, too!  We will have gone 80s to 20°F in just a few days. That's hard on the body for sure. Sunday night it will be 20°F with North winds up to 30 MPH. The wind chill will be awful.

My 36th Year to an Annual Event

 Yesterday, Christmas Eve, I tuned in to my 36th year listening to the 103rd year of broadcast on the BBC and now broadcast are carried by Minnesota Public Radio affiliate. The broadcast is of the Nine Lessons and Carols, live from the 500 year old chapel (really a full scale cathedral) from Kings College, Cambridge in the UK.  The programs run right at one and one-half hours long. They are rebroadcast on Christmas Day afternoons or evening according to info from the voice credits. The chapel is an acoustically and architecturally renowned venue at the college. The choir of boys and college men participate in the service and they also make audio albums that are sold to help offset the cost of the programs and broadcast. 

The services began after WWI in 1918 and have continued since with this years 103rd annual edition. It is not only a program of choral and order of service that I enjoy but is also one that I look forward to each year with great anticipation. New choral pieces along with many of the traditional choral works also being worked into the program. The organ's reverb after releasing a key is about 7 full seconds of echo. Stunning for a 500 year old chapel.

 I have long enjoyed the music of composer John Rudder and the choral works that are premiered annually follow that tradition with the new works and  arrangements of Sir Stephen (1948-2019) Cleobury’s major contribution to progress  of contemporary music into the choir’s repertoire, his commissioning of a new carol each year for the Festival of Nine Lessons and Carols was outstanding.Two years one month and 3-days after his death, I miss my old radio, choir and organist friend. He, Sir Stephen, once gave a recital in Houston and in Dallas. He was fully Anglican but believed that other religions deserved to appreciate choral works as a whole.

After listening to the service, I bid some of my Twitter buds a Happy and Merry Christmas and New Years. One of those buds, God@The Tweet of God, had posted the tweet below. After reading the tweet, I must admit that I liked this person almost instantly solely from his tweet that I will reference here:

Will the owners of the blue planet

between Venus and Mars

please attend to your vehicle.

It is over heating.

So cleaver and on point. My hats off to you. And thank you Owen Coffin, for sending that tweet to me as one of your retweets. 

Next came me baking off my Christmas pumpkin pie. And yes, I had a very warm piece one half hour out of the oven to see if it was really done inside. It passed inspection and most definitely a piece will appear on my Christmas Dinner desert plate. 

I've got to get outside today with the temps setting records for highs and for overnight lows. It will be by forecast an odd Christmas with 83° F high. Yesterday was 74°F in an afternoon official reported period. I might be holding off cooking the bird until later just so I can get out in this weather. But, cleaver me, I have a web cam that I view in the Sierra Mountains and it is snowing up a storm there with several feet on the ground and beautiful mountain peaks covered white with snow that also is clinging to the fir trees branches. So, virtually, I did have a white Christmas this year as  I watched the Amtrak Zephyr make its run through the mountains on its Chicago to Emeryville,California route. I have ridden the Zephyr from Chicago to Denver but have on my bucket list to ride it from Denver to Emeryville (Oakland). But with Covid and various strains, I might not be able to accomplish that. The clock is ticking. 

The evening was filled with watching the local broadcast of the Parade of Lights in downtown Ft. Worth. It was two hours of beautiful lighted cars,buses,firetrucks,marching bands all illuminated with Christmas lights. and  Shriner's yellow Corvets. A nighttime parade of that magnitude was pulled off by Cowtown with class. 

 

                The pictures below are not part of the nighttime Christmas Eve parade in Ft.Worth

            

Note the 1959 Chevrolet taillights in the display.

Getting In The Groove Now

Today, the temperatures soared to 76°F. Tomorrow and for several days after we will be in the setting or breaking record temperatures for the warmest December on record here in Dallas. After being in the house for three days, it was time to get out and see if I could do some bus riding and shopping along the way as if I had my car again. It worked out swell. Last week I tried a test run to see if I could make the connections and that went well, also. But, today, it was on the go while doing some shooting, catch another bus and shop a store I don't get to like I did when I had the car. Then, catch a third bus and ride it toward home, but instead made a route change and transferred to a bus that will bring me back home without having the go into a nearby community and then home. As it was, I had been at the stop for only a few minutes as the bus appeared on the horizon. I was home at my regular time the same as if I had only been out shooting the afternoon away and made my regular route home. It was a well deserved pat on the back and that means---after dinner, eating one of those delicious apple fritters I bought a couple of buses and a transfer back. And, I didn't even have to go to the train station I normally go to as a stop on the way outbound for the afternoon. While two of the buses did hit two train stations, I stayed onboard and stuck with the plan.  Bottom line was I didn't even ride a train today. 

Tomorrow I will be  in house until after the annual Nine Lessons and Carols from Kings College Cambridge broadcast from  the UK. I have listened to the fabulous service for more than 25 years now. It kind of starts my Christmas off on the right foot so-to-speak. While it will be a record breaking next three days in the 80s and I would rather have snow, the future of snowy Christmases is greatly growing less frequently according to a scientific report that had looked at that very thing in terms of global warming. Sad. Just like people won't go get vaccinate or boosted, neither will they do anything to reduce their carbon footprint until it is beyond the point of no return, which will be to late then, actually. 

University of North Texas in Denton, played Miami University of Ohio, a Mac Conference team made up of members with U of Toledo, Bowling Green of Ohio, Ohio University, Athens, Kent State, and of course the Michigan Mac teams of Eastern Michigan, Western Michigan. I might have omitted one, but I'm getting old now. Miami won the game and while I do like what U of North Texas has accomplished, I had football emotions toward these two teams. Didn't thing I would, but I did. 

I have been playing thermostat roulette with TXU since the "no power" winter this past February. My utility bill with TXU has been some of the lowest totals with one of the highest rates for electricity so go figure (actually,I have,but TXU gave us our energy dashboard to watch our usage and I spreadsheet daily activity where I use an amazing but only $0.84 when I am out of the house with my camera shoots.It's kind of a fun game especially when it comes time to pay the piper!!! 

The bird is ready to go Christmas Day. I'll cook off the pie tomorrow. Might even have a piece of it tomorrow, too. The rest of the meal for me is an easy do. I was thinking about ordering my New Years Day meat in but I saw an article about how Kroger has an over 300% markup on cut meats and I'm not buying  a whole rib loin--especially from Kroger, now. I've known for some time that their campaign about prices being lower than lower or  fresh for everyone was a rouse. After 60 years of being loyal to Kroger, their so-called lower prices has been on my radar for sometime. I used to by Lipton Tea jars for $3 and change. But suddenly last year they jumped their price to over $5 a jar while Walmart still has the same product at the $3 and change to this day. I go to Aldi to buy their coffee and buy three jars at a time and then I go to Walmart and buy 3 jars of tea each time I need to restock, which reminds me, I am getting a bit low on both now. 

So, I'm pretty much accepting the fact that loyalty to a store means nothing anymore. Fifty years at AT&T down the tube, 60 years at Kroger down the tube, I had to fight with Medicare to stay at Walgreens for my prescriptions. My grandmother would take me to the fountain at Walgreens as a kid and we would have lunch. A tuna melt sandwich, a limeade and a piece of banana cream pie! That was a regular routine and it was reinforced last month when I was at the Festival at the Rail Yard in Carrollton . I went into the Rainbow Fountain  & Grill,downtown and the first thing I saw was the row of old fashion colored swivel stools. Then I had an old fashioned milk shake and a piece of Texas Sheet Cake.

No one knows what 2022 will bring but my bucket list is doing the things that I have been doing that remind me of my grandmother, my mom and my son, who's cremains rest in a niché in a massive and beautiful mausoleum in the Great Lakes. My Dad is buried in a National Cemetery and I have paid my respect to him where he now rest. Funny how the end of a year marks a flood of memories. But that is not all bad. It keeps me sane. I took my mom home to be buried next to her father and my grandfather. The grave next to my mom is reserved for me. There will lie three generations on my maternal side. My Walgreen grandmother rest half way between my mom and me here in Texas. So, as we near that countdown to the new year, I wish each of you a happy and prosperous new year where ever y'all are. 

 

Be Kind To Your Weatherman Because

 He is just a baby learning. Weather records have only been kept since late 1869 when the weather service began with a telegraph in Cincinnati collecting reports for the formation of weather charts and the tabulations. That's the human side of the equation. 

The big equation is that the earth is estimated by geological records from across the globe to be 4.6 Billion years old. Now. That is about 4,599,999,548 years without records. Go Figure!! What do we really know about the earth's weather? Give the weather people a break. And as a more somber thought, we have used up already, half of the earth's life. You do not want to be on the earth when the oxygen is fully gone. 

Now, if you really want to think about that at this beautiful time of the year, I suggest that you go to YouTube with the link that I am going to provide here. It's six hours of beautiful piano holiday music and nothing but snow on pine trees scenes.Basically from what I can see so far, it's in the Sierra Mountains. But that is not confirmed.However, I do see some scenes that I recognize, I think.

Link:  A must hear to keep from stripping your gears as you prepare for Christmas and the Holiday season.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oBSm9OH-pcw

Enjoy and Everyone have a safe and wonderful Christmas.

From SMU/Mockingbird Station to City Line Plano

                                            SMU/Mockingbird

                                            I'm liking City Line More Each Time I Visit.
 

 Upon arriving at City Line/ Bush Station the construction of all the new apartments has more than doubled since my last trip up there. Where I get off the train and walk the area  includes the several buildings of State Farm Insurance Regional Office Towers 1,2 and 3. The restaurants, hotels and offices are built on what I remember was a hay field at Renner Road and Plano Road just north of what is known as Lookout.  It's a different type of interesting place. By that, I mean, it is unusual. It is  quaint. It is sprawling. It is a mix of residential and commercial. It is medical. Nestles in between the George Bush Turnpike and  North Central Expressway which I call the NCX aka US 75. It's pretty bad in Dallas now with the President George Bush Turnpike (that's 41) and the George Bush (with a section re-named for 43  around Mockingbird and NCX.  A street in University Park on the campus of SMU is also named after 43 next to his Library.  Then there is the Sam Rayburn for highway 121 and let us not forget the LBJ which was smart. For example, the LBJ and NCX is so much easier and for those that are now lost, that's the High 5. Interstate 635 and US 75. 

That's the driving part. I like it because it is just one name for train riders. But, still, it has the word Bush connected to it. City Line/Bush Station. That will soon be tempered with the addition of the Silver Line at City Line/Bush station, which was the purpose of the trip to see the station progress. Much to my surprise, the station, is just west of the Dart light rail's City Line/ Bush platform. There, you can see the steel girders coming up out of the cement platforms with the pilings going up to raise the grade over the NCX northbound. as it turns more southerly toward the UT Dallas campus in the Frankfort and Campbell area east of Coit road and just south of the Bush Turnpike. Are you totally confused, yet?

The progress is taking shape more rapidly I suppose because of the good non-winter weather where workmen can make "hay" (pardon the pun) while the sun shines with record temps for December. And so did I while shooting more images thus far this December than any single month from my first surgery in 2019. Also, yesterday's trip was the best and longest walk that I have had this year. Still, a bit short of my 9-mile record for one outing but progress is being made. I even felt good walking and didn't have the muscle pain in my legs afterwards.

I will say this. Dallas does have a hodgepodge way of naming streets that must be anchored in some historic cattle drive notebook or something. I have been in a lot of major cities and have a good sense of direction, but here in Dallas, it is the only place where you start out on one street and never get off of it and it has a different name at the end than where it started. Miller Road/Royal Lane. And, there are many examples of that.  If things like that bother you, looky here. A street can start our north and south and end up east and west. How 'bout them cowboys and I don't mean the The Tuna's version of a football team or Jimmy Johnson's version, either. Don't get me wrong. I love Dallas. Always have. Always will.