
If we were having a beer, you’d be picking on my photo library again.
“So, I see you’re back on Flickr.”
“I never left Flickr.”
“Yeah, but you did that whole ‘private’ thing which left me staring at a ‘WoodWrkr hasn’t posted anything yet’ message. By the way, where did you get that stupid name?”
“OK, working backwards, when I joined Flickr, you could only have an eight-character screen name. As for the private thing, I changed it to friends and family and I listed you as a friend.”
“Really?”
“Are you surprised?”
“I’m not surprised that you consider us friends, I’m surprised you remembered to go back and do something about it. You aren’t the best with details.”
“Speaking of details, wine? Beer? Wings? Mussels? What’s it gonna be guys?”
“Do you have Dos Equis Cheryl?
“We do not. I don’t know why we don’t, a lot of people ask for it.”
“I guess you have to stay thirsty my friend. I couldn’t resist, now that we’re officially friends.”
“I’ll have a Yuengling, and whatever my ‘friend’ wants.”
“Oh, he’s going for bourbon, Dan. You should never telegraph the tab like that.”
“Woodford Reserve, Cheryl. But, can I ask a favor?”
“Sure.”
“Put it in a brandy snifter and bring me a glass of ice on the side.”
“I can do that. That’s how your other buddy drinks his Vodka.”
“Marty, yes. That’s where I go the idea.”
“I’ll just have the Yuengling in a frosted glass. He’s entitled to some kindness after that game on Thursday.”
“Coming right up.”
“So, what made you want to try the snifter thing?”
“A snifter is easier to hold, and Marty’s right about the ice. Let it melt in a glass where it doesn’t matter. Add a little at a time.”
“Interesting. I would have thought you would be more set in your ways.”
“No, I think that’s your claim to fame.”
“Why do you say that? Is it the beer? I did ask for a different brand…”
“No, it’s Flickr.”
“What now with Flickr?”
“Well, now that we’re friends, I looked at your photostream and, surprise surprise, photos from Great River Park.”
“It’s on my way to work. What would you prefer, the truck stop in Hartford?”
“There’s Riverside Park.”
“I do stop there occasionally, but I feel more at ease after I’ve crossed the river.”
“But what’s the big deal with stopping at all. Why not just go to work, or go have breakfast?”
“There’s something about a river, that’s good for the soul.”
“I get that, but you’ve seen it a thousand times.”
“It’s never the same river.”
“He’s right. Here’s your beer, your Bourbon, and your ice.”
“You had to add that ‘he’s right’, Cheryl. You couldn’t just ignore that comment?”
“He is right. Water, whatever form, rivers, lakes or the ocean is never the same. That’s part of the attraction.”
“I don’t get it. Maybe the ocean, but the Connecticut River. I mean it’s a minor player.”
“400 miles…a minor player?”
“It’s not navigable for most of that. It’s not like it’s powering textile mills and generating power.”
“I think it made its contribution. It also took its share of abuse. I see nothing wrong with celebrating its inherent value as a watershed, water source, provider of rich farmland and home for wildlife.”
“OK, fine, but it’s not like you live there. You don’t farm, you don’t own a jet-ski, hell, you don’t even fish.”
“It reminds me of growing up in Pittsburgh. I’ve always been attracted to rivers.”
“I’ve seen the pictures of that dirt-water creek you grew up next to. Hardly the stuff of fond memories.”
“That’s pronounced ‘crick’ and it definitely is a source of fond memories.”
“It looks disgusting.”
“There were days, but I spent a lot of time with my grandmother, in her garden on the banks of that crick.”
“I guess if Great River Park works for you, it works. But it’s hardly the Ohio River.”
“It starts in Pittsburg.”
“I know the Ohio starts in Pittsburgh. I was talking about the Connecticut.”
“I know. It starts in Pittsburg.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Pittsburg, New Hampshire…no ‘H’ “
“You’re hopeless.”
“Speaking of hopeless, I’m wondering if we’re going to crack the twenty-dollar mark on this bar tab.”
“Not to worry, Cheryl. I am ready for another beer. Give him another splash of ‘brandy’ and let’s see a menu.”
“Forget the menu. Just put an order of Calamari in. Since my friend is yearning for the sea.”
“You mean since your friend is buying.”
“My friend is buying…now that’s good for the soul.”
The gallery shows that there have been other pictures taken, they haven’t been uploaded to Flickr yet.
Nice shots. :-) I learned to swim in a brook that ran by my grandparents’ farm. It’s funny to think about pools with chemicals versus snow runoff. :-)
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Thanks Judy. No swimming in that crick, but I do remember swimming in small ponds. Not to mention Lake Erie in the 60s 😏
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really enjoyed this post, D.
the photos at the end wrapped up the convo nicely (as usual)
and I had time to click the link to your old post from 2013 and what a nice archive you have – and we used to call our creek “crick”sometimes….
anyhow, laughing at the joke:
“stay thirsty my friend”
side note – I just saw the character that played in the ads (most interesting man dude) because he wrote a book and is starting a new series of ads – I guess after a long run, his Dos Equis contract is done.
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Thanks! I noticed a new interesting man. I liked the original guy better. I’ll have to look for his book. Thanks for looking back in the stacks 🙂
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well I did not know how old the first actor was (in real life) I will send a link later to his book – I might not buy it – but I liked hearing his interview.
xxoo
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Love the photos. That moon shot is awesome. But she is having her hand in this weather too…..
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Timing is everything…
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Thanks for posting some of the photos here, Dan, as I’m not on Flikr. I started Instagram not too long ago and I’m not sure one more thing might be one more thing too many as I struggle now to keep up with all the blogs. I think I liked the original “Most Interesting Man” best, too. As for Thursday’s game, I enjoyed the outcome, even though I went to bed when NE was still ahead and never expected to see that score. :-)
janet
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Thanks Janet. That score was a sweet thing to wake up to on Friday. I can’t think of a better way to start the NFL season. I’m going to keep using Flickr, but i get better results sharing photos here than I ever did there. I like the platform because I can download the photos when I want to use them, and I tend to tag them so they’re easy to find. I don’t like Verizon’s terms and conditions (seem to say if my photos are public, Verizon and partners can do whatever they like). I also don’t like the way so many photos on Instagram are taken and even sold by other parties. Keeping up with Terms and Conditions could be a full-time job.
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Is Instagram a Verizon thing? A number of people suggested Instagram to me, but if photos are being taken and sold, I may get off. Not into that at all.
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I think Facebook bought Instagram. I’ve read a couple of well-publicized articles about people who had their Instagram photos show up in ads and online in other sites. When they researched it, they found that someone had sold their photos to the ultimate end-user. The person whose photo it was, wasn’t even given credit.
Verizon, from everything I’ve read over time, is just evil when it comes to the privacy of its customers. Maybe not doing anything illegal, but walking a very fine line.
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Unfortunately, evil isn’t illegal or even well-defined these days in too many areas.
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I just looked up Terms and Conditions and got a NY Times article (from 2012) that mentioned that photos can be used in ads without your permission and other goodies, so I’m now off Instagram! This is from the most current info I could find, from Instagram/Verizon itself:
Instagram does not claim ownership of any Content that you post on or through the Service. Instead, you hereby grant to Instagram a non-exclusive, fully paid and royalty-free, transferable, sub-licensable, worldwide license to use the Content that you post on or through the Service, subject to the Service’s Privacy Policy, available here http://instagram.com/legal/privacy/, including but not limited to sections 3 (“Sharing of Your Information”), 4 (“How We Store Your Information”), and 5 (“Your Choices About Your Information”). You can choose who can view your Content and activities, including your photos, as described in the Privacy Policy.
NOT acceptable!
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Wow! I had stayed away, so I never bothered to actually read the EULA – that’s crazy!
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LOL… I say drink whatever you want in any glass you like.
Based on the look Maddie is giving the camera, I pity anybody who tries to take Pinky away from her. You and yours have a wonder-filled, hug-filled weekend, Dan.
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Thanks Teagan. Maddie is so funny. She knows that if she brings me Pinky, I’ll come sit with her. But yeah, don’t mess.
Here’s hoping you have a few moments this weekend to relax, with or without the glass of your choice.
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Gosh, Dan–beautiful photos. I like the mistiness of the truck by the railroad bridge. I think I told you this, but I still had to chuckle at your ‘WoodWrkr’ tag. A guy I used to work with had that as his car tag. One woman spoke to him with such disdain, saying she could not understand why he would put that on his license tag. So he asked her what she thought it said. She said “Widow Maker.” Ah. He told her no, it was for ‘Wood Worker’ which was what he did as a hobby. And did quite well. She was so embarrassed. Yup, ‘crick’ The way the old-time Southerners pronounce it. It does have a certain charm about it….
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Thanks for the chuckle, Lois. Several people have asked me what that means. Maybe I’ll switch to “widow maker” and see what they do. New England folk seem to prefer “creek” but I’m stuck with “crick” I like to stop at that railroad bridge on foggy days, but the workmen’ presence seemed to call more attention to the “no trespassing” signs. So, just the one photo and I’ll be on my way,
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It isn’t the same twice! I love those blue period images, and the rowers on the river in golden light.
How you and Maddie fit on that couch is amazing. She really tucks in doesn’t she. :)
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Thanks Deborah. I remember you once telling me that going back to the same place over and over is OK. Rivers seem to have a mood. I like checking in at least a couple of days a week.
Maddie uses me as a pillow, a fortress, a head rest, for back support and (where I draw the line) to get comfy while cleaning. I think she just thinks of me as one of her litter mates.
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I’m envious of your River Muse, and subject. We don’t have a great waterfront with a view here in San Jose.
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I do love looking at skylines along the river. that’s definitely a Pittsburgh thing. On the other hand, comparing Hartford to San Jose is not going to end well for Hartford ;-)
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I’m envious of you and your River Muse, and subject. We don’t have a great waterfront with a view here in San Jose.
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I like your post, but I also like the page theme. What is it called.
The first photo of the shore line is my favorite.
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Thanks. It’s Baskerville 2
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That’s right, Dan and Cheryl — Water is always changing. Mmhm. And I have fond memories of many cricks. I think this is the first place I’ve lived where water of some sort wasn’t right around. It’s about a mile to Fall Creek here.
Great photos, as always. I love your photos of the river. And of Maddie, course!
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Thanks Joey – I’m finding some love here for ‘cricks’ and I’m liking that a lot. We’re about 2 miles from the river, where we live, but it’s a rare day when I don’t see it. We also are pretty close to a major tributary (Farmington River). I feel like I’m playing to the crowd with Maddie shots, but she’s a cutie (when she isn’t driving us crazy).
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I wonder how far we are from White River… About 8 miles. I also just discovered that White River starts in South Dakota! I had no idea!
I see Fall Creek all the time, but I rarely make it to the river.
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Looks like a pretty good size river. It would be a nice nature break in an urban area too.
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they are working to make it more accessible from the city. they have a way to go, but at least it’s moving in the right direction.
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I agree with Cheryl. Water in any form is always changing and always interesting, I even like watching the irrigation ditches of the west.
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Right now, water is chasing Cheryl around the southeast, but on a good day, it’s fascinating to watch. I even like watching it run down our street during a heavy rain.
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Wonderful pics, as always! First and last, my favorites. Plus, always, Maddie. I love the 4:56 time. :)
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Thanks Marian. 4:56 is one of my favorite times. I don’t usually like leaving work that late, but that made it tolerable. Maddie likes her fans.
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My very favorite time is 12:34. and, of course, 11:23.
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Are most of those shots taken in the a.m.? Although I don’t miss HAVING to get up that early for work, there is something so peaceful about that time of day when everything is just starting to wake up.
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Yes, mostly AM photos. I leave very early for work, and I enjoy stopping along the way. When I’m heading home, it takes something amazing to get me to pull over. Thanks!
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“That’s pronounced crick and it’s definitely a source of fond memories.” Best line ever. Perfectly placed in the context of the post to elicit a belly laugh, at least from me. My WV roots loved this river/ creek discussion. Great post, Dan.
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Thanks Jennie. I’m glad you enjoyed it and I’m glad you got that laugh.
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It did, indeed. You are always a great read.
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Excellent time spent over a beer. Got a Bourbon for your pal to try. It is named Willett. It is excellent. Love the photos.
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Thanks John. I love learning about new Bourbons. I might just get him a bottle.
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:-D
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The Maddie shot is fabulous. She is all, “So what’s your problem? Go mind your own business!”
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Ha ha – Maddie is a pretty good communicator.
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I love the conversation, Dan. I especially follow how you think about the river (*for you), the lake (for me) and other people’s water sources like the big, bold sea! They never two days in a row are exactly the same. . . Tranquil, translucent, reflective, turbulent or gentle waves or ripples aren’t the same either! 🏞
The various flowers after the rain and missing Maddie among the plants, bushes and greenery all gave me smiles, Dan. Ty
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Thanks Robin. I’m glad you liked the flowers. I got those pictures while being out with Maddie in the early morning. I love the colors. I know you’re a water lover, too :-)
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I’m with you on rivers lakes and oceans….food for the soul!! I got just as much pleasure staring on the Cedar River I grew up by in Cedar Rapids and nearby Lake McBride as I did staring at the ocean during our years in San Diego….something about water….great post!!
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Thanks Kirt. Lakes in the midwest are often very beautiful.
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Should have added to my list, but I sure wouldn’t swim in any of them lol… if you can’t see what is in the water….I’m all for staying out of it😎😎
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Good point
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