Halloween 2015

Halloween 2015

It’s Halloween 2015 and the neighborhood is quite quiet.  As a child I would get quite excited about Halloween.  After all it meant free candy.  As an adult, unless my grandchildren are around, eh… not so much excitement.  Halloween is for the children.

I ran the Time Warner cable modem back to their office in Webster.  I figured I’d buy my own.  It will pay for itself in 12 months.  I’m not sure why I didn’t do this years ago, but the rates keep going up and it was a good way to lower my bill.

There is room for competition against Time Warner in this area.  They hook you in at a low rate and then jack the rate up to a ridiculously high rate.   They did that to us on phone service.  When we terminated our phone service and went with another provider, they then called offering a low rate.  Sorry… to late.  That was 3.5 years ago and we won’t be going back.  Once we find a suitable alternative for Internet access, the same will happen.

On the way back I stopped at Tractor Supply in Ontario.  Their store seems much better stocked than the one in Macedon.  They had some CREE flashlights on sale so I bought 3 different models.

Upon arriving at home, I set out all of my flashlights and did some testing.  You can see the results here:  http://www.dbwalton.com/wp/2015/10/31/testing-led-lights/

It was interesting to see the results.  I also tested some LED A.C. powered lights too.

If this is something that interests you, you might join my Facebook group about DIY photography equipment.  It is here:  https://www.facebook.com/groups/umadephoto/

The Intern

The Intern

The Intern is by far one of my favorite movies now.  I do wish they would have removed a few cuss words, and I wish they wouldn’t have intimated that DeNiro and Russo slept together.  Other than those to issues, it is miles ahead in the the decency category for PG-13 movies.

I’m not going to spoil anything about the movie.  I’m just going to tell you that I felt great after watching it.  I could related in many ways to De Niro’s character.  He reminded me of me, but in a future way.  I know… that sounds strange, but I found myself saying, “I could see that being me at 70.”

There were plenty of laughs throughout the movie.  It was funny.  And, it also jerked a few tears.

At one point in the movie I was getting a bit anxious about how it might play out, but I love how the conflicts were solved.  I walked out of that theatre feeling happy for all of the characters in the movie.

To the men out there, this isn’t a chick-flick.  This is an old-man flick.  But, watch it with this in mind:  Some day, you will be 70, retired and perhaps even a widower.  And, once you watch it you may start carrying a handkerchief.

It was a good choice to see this movie.  I’d encourage you to see it.  Take a handkerchief.

 

Opposition

Opposition

In the Book of Mormon, Lehi writes that there must be opposition in all things.  I recall learning this in chemistry and physics in college.  For every force, there is an equal and opposite force.  For every electron there needs to be a proton.  And, the list can go on.

I often wonder how that formula plays out for injustices in the world.    Things in Syria and countries like that are really heating up, while corruption runs rampant in the so-called civilized nations.  With the imbalance of  evil in the world, I’m thinking we have to wait until God cleanses the world before the formula is equal.

We had a small turn out for our networking meeting this morning.  Our speaker was from S.C.O.R.E. and he always has something beneficial to present.  I asked if anyone has done a correlation between property tax rates and economic growth in each county.  He didn’t know.  Wayne county has one of the highest property tax rates, but it also has one of the lowest economic growths.

I’m willing to bet there is a correlation.   I’m also willing to bet there are a lot of voters who simply don’t get that voting for tax increases is counter productive.  It’s Economics 101.  You can’t fix a broken economy by taxing people.

 

Fitting a Dress

Fitting a Dress

Elizabethe was fitting a dress for a photo shoot on a volunteer model.  She’s looking at it in terms of making a dress she can sell, and I’m looking at it from the standpoint of, “Will that make a great photo?”

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Painting Featuring Dress by Elizabethe

After the fitting we went to JoAnn’s Fabrics to see if we can find some matching fabric for some of the pieces.  It is amazing how many different “gold” fabrics there are.  Then, try to match a purple!  Or, a blue!  Or even a red!

I got lucky and found a Frankenstein foam head.  This will be fun to use for lighting classes as it is more anotomically shapped than Gray Betty.  (Gray Betty is a foam head I paint gray.  See http://www.dbwalton.com/store/gray-betty/ )

Our model is about 6 feet tall and very slender.  One of the dresses was just not long enough, while the others will need some adjustments.

My goal is to create something that looks like it should be on the cover of a romance novel.

Non-Stop

Non-Stop

Tuesdays are non-stop.  That’s because I have a standing missionary meeting AND I go to the temple on Tuesday evenings.  Thus, if anything else is thrown into the schedule it means a non-stop day.

Any Latter-day Saints who like taking pictures should consider volunteering as a Church Service Missionary Photographer (visit create.lds.org).  It’s a church calling, you interview with your bishop and stake president just like you would for any mission, you receive a call letter and a name tag.  You’re expected to volunteer 8 hours a week.  There’s no travel required.  You work from home.  About 1/3 is out taking pictures and 2/3s involves uploading photos, rating photos, etc.  It’s a good way to help the kingdom grow.

Speaking of that…

This week they sent me an e-mail of where my photos were spotted.  There were a LOT of photos displayed.  Most of them were of the Priesthood Restoration Site.

 

Here are some of the links…

Create LDS Media Facebook

LDS.org

Church History Library Facebook

Church History Library Facebook – Woods in Harmony

Church History Library Facebook – Joseph Smith Home

Church History Library Facebook – Different post, same picture- Smith home

Church History Library Facebook – Priesthood statues

Church History Museum Facebook – Hale Home

Church History Museum Facebook – Joseph Smith Home

 

FHE with David

FHE with David

We had a nice FHE with David.  Oh, FHE is short for Family Home Evening.  It’s a weekly thing we do.

My morning was taken up with a meeting in Rochester.  I’m sure glad Elizabethe doesn’t work downtown Rochester any more.  While the parking and traffic is nothing compared to San Francisco, Walnut Creek, or other places we’ve worked, we enjoy Palmyra’s small-town rural feel.

I left without grabbing any breakfast, so I stopped and grabbed breakfast on the way home.  This was a surprise.  In the McDonald’s in Macedon, a sausage McMuffin is 99 cents.  At the one in Parrington it is $1.49.  Go figure.

After I got home I had so much stuff to type up.  It felt like what should have only been an hour of typing turned in to 6 or 7 hours worth.  Thank goodness I’m fast typist, otherwise, it might have taking me until midnight or longer.

I decided to backup my Lightroom database to my NAS drive.  That thing is HUGE.  It is nearly a half terabyte.  That’s 500GB!  I didn’t realize that thing has grown so BIG.  That might explain why LR5 and LR6 are so very slow.

After I started the copy, I returned before going to bed.  It was about 5% done.  That’s right, 95% still to go.  Let’s see if it is done in the morning.  Oh, the joys of backing up a Lightroom database.

 

Got Lungs

Got Lungs

That kid has lungs.  During the intermediate hymn today I could hear a child singing it out.  She was so loud, the bishopric started chuckling, as did the chorister and her husband.  I loved it.  I enjoyed every moment of the hymn because I could hear that someone was belting it out without reservation.

Why can’t everyone sing like that.  I don’t care if you can’t carry a tune in a bucket, hearing someone sing with all their heart brings a smile to anyone’s face.

It’s hard for me to sing while playing.  I’m jealous of those who can do that.  It takes coordination and talent.  While singing well is a talent, and playing an instrument is a talent, putting them both together is 10x the talent.

After a very difficult night sleeping, I came home and took a very long nap.  Jennifer and Spencer are fixing dinner and so I got some much needed rest.

The sister missionaries came for dinner.  Oh, and I did make a pear crumble.  Elizabethe peeled and cored the pears and I did the rest.  My granddaughter entered the kitchen and said it smelled really good.

I mentioned the child who was singing so loud, and the sister missionaries commented about those on the stand who were chuckling.  My hope is any smiles or laughter didn’t discourage this child.  Whoever she is, she’s got the right idea – SING!

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We had a visitor at church from Clayton Valley, California.  We talked and discovered some mutual friends.  He knew the Blatters, the Passeys as well as a few others.

One of the great things about living in Palmyra and belonging to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints is eventually, most members of the church make their way to Palmyra.

 

Wet Rainy Saturday

Wet Rainy Saturday

It is a wet rainy Saturday.  My son-in-law and grandson are back and I was hoping I could go for a walk with my grandson, but it was just miserable outside.  I will say, however, it motivated him to get his homework done quickly, but he then quickly lost interest as it was time to get ready for the ward halloween party.

After a fuss was made about costumes, Elizabethe and I headed out the door as we had to stop and purchase some candy for the trunk-or-treat.  We got there about the same time Jennifer & Spencer and family got there.

The dinner was a potluck soup dinner and there was a bread tasting table.  There were a lot of varieties of bread, but seriously, you can only taste so many slices before you are full.

They then had some activities for the children.  My grandchildren are quite camera shy most of the time but I managed to get a couple of pictures.

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Left Shark
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Right Shark

My granddaughter engaged in pin-the-heart-on-the-skeleton and was proud to show where the heart ended up.  My grandson wasn’t quite as willing to get his picture taken as he was in a hurry to go to the haunted house.

While trick or treating was a rite of passage when I was a child, given the way the world is today, I’m glad my grandchildren have a safe place to go for halloween activities.  Granted, I feel they would be safe in Palmyra as long as an adult was with them, I can’t imagine them going out, alone, like we used to.

One of the couples in the ward came dressed as Bonnie and Clyde.  They looked good together and so I asked for a picture with the promise to turn them into mug shots.

They also had a cupcake decorating activity.  Jennifer’s, of course, was the best.  She turned hers into a turkey (and I wish I would have taken a photo of it).  Needless to say, her artistic talents were shining.  (Mine, was just a cupcake with a few chocolate chips on top.  I was more into eating it than playing with it.)

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Clyde (aka Jon Wright)
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Clyde (aka Jon Wright)
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Bonnie (aka Rivka Wright)
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Bonnie (aka Rivka Wright)

 

Late Color Change

Late Color Change

This year we have a late color change.  There are still trees with green leaves, and very few with orange and red.  Fall is running a bit late this year.

Autumns in Upstate New York are beautiful.  The maples, ash, cherry, hickory, walnut and other hardwood trees turn beautiful colors as the days shorten.

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Autumn in Upstate New York

After my morning work my granddaughter and I went for a short walk along a leaf covered path.  This time of year, if the leaves aren’t raked or blown, you can only tell where the sidewalks and paved paths are by the absence of trees.  At one point, we ran into some workers blowing leaves off the pavement.  With their leaf blowers it was like they were painting a black path through the golden leaves.

She was quick to point out we did not bring any snacks or lunch for our walk.  (I really wasn’t planning on being gone long enough to worry about lunch, but I could see it was her way of hinting that she was hungry.)  So, we drove to McDonald’s where I was suckered in to buying a Happy Meal.

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A Happy Meal

We played a little game called, “If I were taking a walk, I would bring….”

We both agreed on trail mix.  In fact, my granddaughter listed off some pretty good stuff like almonds.  We both agreed on water as well as granola bars.  From our little game, I surmised that the next time we go for a walk, I better bring some food along.

Bishop and Sister Taylor came home teaching.  They started asking about some LDS themed movies.  Before long, we had loaned them several DVDs from our collection:  Suits on the Lose, The RM, The Home Teachers.  I told them though they need to come over to watch Mormons and Mobsters as that is just too funny not to share with others.

Cracking Walnuts

Cracking Walnuts

If someone uses a simile like, “as though you are cracking walnuts”, one should ask, “Black or English Walnuts?”  The expression was used while being taught a new exercise and it hit me later that a black walnut is tough as a rock, but an English Walnut is much easier to crack.

Okay, so that’s my silly sense of humor coming out.  We have a lot of black walnuts on our property and it takes a special type of tool to crack those things, so I surmise they must mean an English Walnut.

I met with one of the guys from my networking group who runs a computer services company.  We had a good discussion.  Even though I’m a bit older, he knows enough about computer history to make it fun telling him about the early 1980s and the exciting times that existed in the industry back then.

By the time I got around to eating “lunch” it was about 5pm.  (Honestly, I didn’t even look at the time.)  About the time I got done, Elizabethe came home from her errands and asked what we were having for dinner.

“Dinner?” I exclaimed, “I just ate lunch!”

I looked at my watch and it was 4:55pm.  I guess I just had dinner.

Elizabethe ate leftovers and I headed back to the office to work on some photos.