Sunday, August 2, 2015

Just different things.........

 My neighbor has a few old things decorating his yard.
 The way last winter was, we might need this snow plow this winter.
 Not a sign you see a lot in the lower 48.
 Thinking of going into business for yourself?
 From earlier this year down at Palmer Hay Flats. Not sure what this is. I'll get back to you.
 This Prickly Rose or Wild Rose are all over my yard.
Macy girl chillin' by the creek along Hatchers Pass.

Sunday, July 26, 2015

Sometimes you don't get what you go after

A few weeks ago I went on a hike along Cottonwood Creek with two of my grandsons. It wasn't a time for photography, but I saw a spot I wanted to come back to and shoot. A time when the lighting was better and less distractions.
 It's fishing season and there was a full parking lot. Lots of people, but they were all nice.
 Macy got the salmon fever when I wasn't watching at first. I told her she had to stop. Her license didn't cover fishing.
 But once we got to where we were going, she was very patient with me. I guess the calming of the creek rushing by had her mesmerized.
 I still didn't get the shot that I wanted though or I just wasn't happy with my results. I'll make it back another time and try again. Patience is what it's about.
I explained that to Macy. I think she got it.

Sunday, July 12, 2015

Two grandson's for the weekend

This was the first weekend that any of the grandkids could spend the weekend. Nick & Stacey took it easy on me and just gave me the boys. It was still a working weekend, but OK, we still played a little.
 I think I got a couple of volunteers to cut the grass the rest of the summer.
 They liked my homemade waffles for breakfast.
 We took Sunday off and went for a hike out at the Palmer Hay Flats along Cottonwood Creek. It had just stopped raining so it was nice and humid. I think they still had a good time.
 There were all kinds of things along the trail to climb or jump on.
 Macy lead the way a lot. But at 74°, it was hot for her.
 The boys survived the weekend. We'll see if Macy does after her nap.

Sunday, June 28, 2015

I'm a little side tracked this summer

I'm usually doing more traveling this time of year. Doing some photography and some birding. The new place has me side tracker pretty good. I'm enjoying it though.
 Borrowed a friends Bobcat. I'm able to move lots of the large rocks that seem to be every where's. I have a load of driveway gravel and fill dirt coming later this week. 
 As you can see the yards a little rough. After having the septic upgraded, there was just dirt and rock.
We're getting it a little more spruced up,
 both inside and out.
 But Macy has been handling it pretty well. I think she's pacing herself.

Sunday, June 14, 2015

We celebrate Flag Day around here

I remembered when I was in the Air Force stationed at Elmendorf AFB, there was a guy they called Sgt 35-10. 35-10 was the regulation that told you how to dress, wear or not wear your hair, and things like that. He would post a story or such in the base paper about things he'd see or what was good. I was in the Shopette (like a 7-11) in the checkout line with my then wife and Sgt 35-10 was right behind me. I never thought much of it. I had read his stories, some pretty funny. He said to me "Sargent Dorsey, you look pretty sharp. Your uniform is right on. You are a fine example of a NCO." I didn't know what to say, but I did say thank you.
 I was always proud to wear my uniform, even when it wasn't cool. I'd wear it to travel home on leave, or to a temporary station, I didn't care, I was proud of what I did and who I did it for.
 I probably got that from my dad. We called him Big George. He was a part of the Greatest Generation. After WWII he became a fireman. He was required to wear his dress uniform going to and from work. He looked good in it. One of my favorite memories is him in his fire department uniform just getting home from work. Back then he wore a flat top hair cut and he was missing his front tooth. He walked around the corner of the house, there was this huge smile and I ran and hugged him welcoming him home. Btw, I miss you Big George! I can't read this paragraph without getting a tear in my eye.
He'd always hang the flag out on the front porch for holidays and if he wasn't home because of work, he'd have me do it.
Well guess what Big George, I'm still doing it. Maybe a little more often than just holidays.
 I got the yard mess all piled up and today was a good day for a bon fire. It got to 79°. The tires and stuff is loaded in the truck. I'll make a dump run tomorrow. But the old pallets and rotted logs and such made a pretty fire and a hot one too.
 I'm still pretty proud, proud of that flag. What it stands for, who stood or stands with it. I'm long retired and no longer wear a uniform, but you can count on me and Ol' Glory. Our country is going through some trying times, but there is still no other place I'd want to live. I won't get up on a political soap box or anything. Btw, If you show any sign of disrespect towards Ol' Glory, I won't promise I'll value your opinion.
I hope you had a Happy Flag Day!

Saturday, June 6, 2015

Where the hell you been Dave????

Well, I doubt anyone has really been asking that. But anyways, I bought a house. I had lived in the previous one for 27 years. It was getting crowded in downtown Anchorage, so I bought a place in Wasilla. So, that's also the reason for the blog name change. Seeing that I shoot all over, it should be Around Alaska.
 My oldest son Nick and his family were the first to visit. He helped move and has already helped make it feel like a home.
The yard is big and it's a big mess, so Macy and I had to get some help.
I use to joke when I lived in the south, "I was cutting the grass one day and found a car". Well, I found a couple of tires today. The yard is rough, but it will shine soon. 
We have lots of prickly roses on the property. I like them. They're pretty and can handle the harsh winters to come back another year.
 Macy has taken the move pretty serious. I think she likes it. She has a huge house to herself during the day, a large yard to play in and all kinds of new smells around.
She's been good at picking out stuff for the new place.
Ghost got to check out the new place this weekend. I have to build him a new mew, so he's been staying at Bird TLC in the mean time. Construction starts soon.
Bad photo of a good person that's been in my life for a couple years now. Say "Hi" to Rebecca. We met at a fundraiser for Bird TLC held by friends of mine in Fairbanks a few years ago. We'd date when I would make it back on business or for Bird TLC. She came down to visit for the weekend and ended up helping me move. Well, we made it official and changed our status on Facebook. We're in a relationship.
I now drive 45 minutes to work, so I'm looking for a commuter car to help on the gas. I'll keep my truck but commute with the car.
OK, so my desk is back together, my stuff for processing photos is all together, my laptop is working just fine and my camera gear is dusted off. You should be seeing more of us now.

Sunday, May 3, 2015

Return to Ft Smallwood, Maryland

I know, I missed March and April. Things have been nuts Around Anchorage. I'm in process of buying a house. The first one fell through. We won't go into why, but I would of thought a brand new house would pass a buyers inspection. Anyways, we're on to the third attempt. Work also has been nuts. Business is good, new products coming on board, and new responsibilities. 
The latest is that my Mom passed away. She lived a good full life of 92 years. On the bright side, she's with my Dad now. So, it took me on a trip back to Maryland. After the funeral and such, I found a little get away time and went to Ft Smallwood State Park. I like doing photography here and just walking around.
There's a reason it gets good reviews on Google. The staff and volunteers do good work of keeping the place up. $6 entry unless your a veteran and it's free. Ain't that cool.

I went at sunup right at opening and there were already people there fishing. It was still quiet and all you could hear was the crashing of the waves and some Canada geese. There were Great Blue Heron and some Turkey Vultures, but couldn't get close enough for a clear shot.
So I had to settle for the peaceful sunrise. I almost got hypnotized by the waves.
This is a pretty tree with a lovely background. The orange fence is to keep you away from the wall that's eroding away.
This Guy (I guess it was a guy) didn't move the whole time I was there. He was dressed like he was from, well where I'm from. I was walking around in jeans and a T shirt.
There were several people getting their gear and kayaks ready to go fishing. This guy was first out. He was set up pretty good.
But this kid had a radio playing some good jazz, so I liked his setup better.
The only bird that would let me get close enough for a photo. Since I traveled 3300 + miles and it wasn't a vacation, the biggest lens was my EF70-200 f/4. But it was a good day and a brief get away. I'll be back another day, but hopefully on a better note.
To see my album, click here.

Saturday, February 28, 2015

UT OH, Big move comming

For those of you that know me, you know that I've lived in the same place forever. Well, not quite forever, but 27 years. I've seen lots of changes, some good, some not so good. The street got paved, new houses and condo's built, kids grown and moved away. We'll skip listing any not so good things. All these years I've just been a tenant, renting all this time. A few things changed around the first of the year and it got me thinking of a change of my own.
Well, here it is. I put in a offer Thursday, they countered Friday and I accepted. This coming Thursday is home inspection day. I don't expect any issues because it's new. It could take a bit to close going through VA, maybe up to 45 days. Today I gave my landlady 60 days notice. Oh, did I tell you it's not in Anchorage? It's in Wasilla, just a rocks throw from Knik.
I'm excited and so is Macy. I'm a little nervous, but oh well. I'm already packing and making moving plans. It's a big move for me. I haven't been much on change since leaving the military. This is change.