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Just something I needed to write to remind myself of in difficult times! Somehow writing it makes it stand out in my thoughts like a gentle reminder.
Last summer I shared a story about my magical encounter with a Short-eared Owl and subsequent experiences that taught me a valuable lesson in file storage, disk failure and its ultimate restoration. Files can't always be restored, and it took me more than three years to recover these. I'll never forget my awe when sharing a private moment with this beautiful owl. Even better, I'm so grateful that I have the photos, once again, to remember the details. More about this tale, my 2020 peregrine experience that led me to recover these photos and my lessons learned my blog "Lost and Found and the Shot-eared Owl". Photographed #OnThisDay February 17, 2017.
This is the second part of my recon mission for the Cherry Blossoms at the Tidal Basin in DC. Got there before dawn, in an effort to find where I want to shoot when they are at full bloom.
For this shot, I was almost laying down. Lesson learned from today is to be VERY mindful of the shots from all angles.
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Lessons Learned today-
1. drink two glasses of wine with lunch. follow that with one very large miller draft (large!), one pepsi - mostly flat, one strawberry margarita hold the strawberry margarita go heavy on the tequila and lime -- when you get home you will feel alone and pathetic and want to continue to drink yourself into a drunken stupor -- the Sam Adams Cherry Wheat in your fridge that you normally think tastes like ass? that'll taste good.
2. You are smart when you do not give out your phone number to guys sitting in front of you at baseball games. You should try and be smart enough to also not meet up with them for drinks later. 'Cause they are going to turn into jerks and make you miss boys you know who are not jerks and then you might end up crying -- and that Sam Adams Cherry Wheat in your fridge that you think tastes like ass? that'll taste good.
3. You should refrain from writing or texting ANYONE from your past ever after the two above instances. In your feats of amazing braveness and strength when you find that you have successfully avoided those two pitfalls -- that Sam Adams Cherry Wheat in your fridge that you think tastes like ass? that'll taste good.
4. You should NOT drink that Sam Adams Cherry Wheat in your fridge even though it suddenly does not taste like ass. You should NOT. It's a bad idea. BAD. IDEA.
5. I'm gonna stop typing now and go drink some Sam Adams Cherry Wheat. That stuff is AWESOME. I don't know why I ever though it tasted like ass.
Four years ago this week, (July 15, 2005) Dame Cicely Saunders left this world. I owe her a debt, as I have benefited by the movement she founded: The Hospice Movement.
As a hospice volunteer, I've benefited by learning the principles of hospice. As a family member, I've benefited by seeing that family members mattered until the last day of their lives.
Last Wednesday, my husband's father was admitted to hospice. Two years ago (this autumn), my husband's mother was admitted into hospice care.
Volunteering with hospice has taught me the importance of talking about both a person's life and a person's passing. Life matters.
Dame Cicely Saunder's life mattered. Here's one person's take on her:
"She was a truly remarkable woman. Twenty years ago, I spent two weeks in England studying the hospice movement, and saw first hand the fruits of the hospice movement.
"In a world enamored with reasons to die and kill, she refused to accept the idea that the sick were better off dead, and that the terminally ill should be euthanized. That she died at St. Christopher's is most appropriate. She was a committed and devout Christian, one whose own life had its fill of sorrow, even tragedy, yet she never wavered but took great strength from her Lord. May she rest in peace."
Hospice volunteers are some of the most compassionate people I have ever had the pleasure of meeting; there is deep comfort knowing that my husband's father is in their care now.
When I look at this photo, I recall the many times my husband's father spoke of his time in the military service when Hitler had a choke-hold on the lives of millions. Himself a world traveler, I am reminded of the time he and my mother-in-law visited Normandy Beach in France, and this tough old bird was touched by the many lives lost there and how it humbled him that his life was not amoung them . . . a tear in his eye as he spoke with gratitude for those who went before him in service to this world.
Today I gave my own father a book I'd been working on in June called, "Remembrances for My Father". I created photos to illustrate points of our life together and wrote short stories which I posted on Flickr then printed out for him and compiled into a three-ring binder (to which I will add more stories). I saw that this book brought a light into his eyes. Two days after my father-in-law's admittance to hospice, to be able to give this book to MY father yesterday was as much a gift as his receiving the book.
After we left the company of my parents, we visited a very old country cemetery (because it was on our way home) and we stopped so that I could photograph the covered bridge next to it. There at the cemetery were the ancient graves of persons born in the 1800s and who served this country during their brief lives. They were thinking of their children and grandchildren then too. They wanted their children and grandchildren to live in Peace, just as I wish for my children and my yet-unborn grandchildren to live in Peace.
Peace for them, for us. Peace I wish for the world. Peace for Dame Cicely Saunders. Peace I wish for my father-in-law . . . for my husband and his family.
In the ancient country cemetery today, I was reminded that each of those short lives mattered too. My father-in-law's life has mattered. My dear husband is going to have a rough week as he visits his father in hospice tomorrow. But at least he knew while he still had him just how much his father's life has mattered to him - and he believes that his father was a good man; that is a gift too.
"You matter because you are you. You matter to the last moment of your life."
Again, Dame Cicely Saunders, I remain both in your debt and the debt of so many others who've gone before me. May you also rest in peace.
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The Meerburgermolen during a wintery sunrise. Was in such a hurry to capture the sunrise that I magaged to drop my camera and it allmost rolled in the ditch. #lessonslearned
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Dear Dad:
Do you remember shopping with me for my first car? I do!
We looked around until I found that very cool Mercury Monterey. It had a gold body with a black top.
The neatest feature was that it had that angeled window in the back which I could automatically draw down. It burned way too much fuel, but it was a safe first car to drive. I thought of that car when I watched some sit-com where the dad bought his daughter a first car that was really a boat on wheels and then put relfective tape all the way around the outside for detailing! What a funny show that was for me, as my first car was also a boat.
You told me that you would take out a litle loan under your name and I could the payments with my little part time job. I was the first one among my friends to have a car and I was the most responsible one too.
You told me that if I did not make payments, that meant I'd defaulted on our agreement and you would sell my car. I never missed a payment.
You also told me that as long as I had car payment, you would pay my auto insurance. Once the car was mine, then I wold take over the insurance.
No insurance, no driving my car. Those were the rules, you said.
Buying that car and learning these lessons were some of the most important things you could have taught me about life.
Thanks Dad!
Happy Father's Day Week.
I love you,
nightshooter09
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I arrived home this evening and took the my new B&W ND3.0 for a spin. It was cold, I was under-dressed and by the time I got to where I wanted to shoot, the good light was gone. I only shot two frames, one at 102 seconds and one at 151 seconds.
I failed to capture the magic for which I hoped but I did get 10 stops worth of learning curve when I examined the .NEF files later.
Lessons 1 through 109 - OMG. Clean your sensor, Pigpen!
Lesson 110 - Don't bother with this filter anywhere near sunset unless you have a nice thick book and a thermos of coffee, 'cause you're gonna be there a while.
Undaunted, I'll be trying this again very soon... like at noon... in a nice sunny windbreak... :)
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An extreme consequence of not knowing the meaning of no! Check out the blog for the fictional story leading up to this.
For those who are interested.
Lighting:
Einstein 640 2:00 3/4 power. This helped boost the sun.
For fill I used a AB800 with Beauty Dish. I wanted to use the 65" PLM but it didn't like the wind and killed itself! Setting was full power at 7:00
I didn't want to blast it with light and make it look too fake so I opted to just play up the sun and help fill in the shadows in the front.
Aloha Airlines Boeing 737-297 Funbird “King Kamehameha” on the tarmac at an unidentified airport. The scenery under the wing at right makes me think we're in Kahului on Maui. Vintage white cardboard mounted “Kodachrome Transparency Processed by Kodak” slide produced between 1965 and 1972 and date stamped Jun 72.
Photo details
- Pretty wahine, far right
"King Kamehameha" tail number N73713 makes it a sister ship to "Queen Liliuokalani" tail number N73711 Flight 243 which experienced catastrophic hull failure over Maui but was able to land safely April 28, 1988:
Note to self: After taking photo on the beach, as you walk back to your tent, passing other smiling campers, with tripod, camera bag and also clutching heavy wet-bottomed strapless dress, which had soaked up a fair bit of seawater, watch out for nip slip! Lessons learned.
It was a strange dream, Henry did not understand the meaning at all, but sagacious study of Tarantino films had taught it's lesson's well. After thinking about his dream a while, Henry decided to have a smoke and pay a visit to the International House of Pancakes. It was there that he met Christina. She had a Mercedes and a plan. Henry had the know-how and the contacts. All they needed was a little gasoline.
Strobist: AB1600 with 60X30 softbox camera right. Reflector camera left. Triggered by Cybersync.
So, a self-portrait of yourself doing a snow angel doesn't work if you're not on a hill.
I can now check that experiment off the list.
Instead, I just look dead. But it's a cool shot!
doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results.
learning: to accept that some things will never change.
NEW ORLEANS - Fire boat response crews battle the blazing remnants of the off shore oil rig Deepwater Horizon April 21, 2010. A Coast Guard MH-65C dolphin rescue helicopter and crew document the fire aboard the mobile offshore drilling unit Deepwater Horizon, while searching for survivors April 21, 2010. Multiple Coast Guard helicopters, planes and cutters responded to rescue the Deepwater Horizon's 126 person crew. (U.S. Coast Guard photo)
These are the chollas cacti.
The pieces should not be handled, as the spines are barbed and can cause painful, very slow-healing wounds if the barbs become embedded in the skin.
some things you have to learn the hard way
I don't know about you, but I find tights frustrating. They pinch. They creep. They twist. I thought I might resolve these problems by purchasing tights a few sizes too large. Easy on, no pinching, twisting or creeping...right? Now I've got tights with a wacky back panel and not enough posterior to fill 'em out. And they still creep.
Taken from the deck of the top pool...where I meet the man with no legs...a very interesting fellow with lessons to teach...
This was one of the most fasinating sights we saw as we broke away from the highway.
Rounding a curve we came across a crowd of people looking down into the water.
Being from the city we all thought someone must have surely drowned to draw such a crowd.
Brakes on, doors flying, camera's in hand, we were off with a bit of adrenaline flowing.
Alas when we got to the edge, all was well except for the mackererel. They were the ones fighting for their life and it looked like a lossing battle to me.
This was fishing like I have never seen. Two rather small motor boats where docked at the edge of the water with this giant net between them being held by several men. The men would pull on the netting, keeping it tight so that eventually the fish were all gathered in the center of the net.
Next came two more gentlemen with hand nets and they started scooping the fish out of the larger net while the men kept bringing that larger net in tighter and tigher. Fish were flying everywhere. Some managed to jump out of the little nets but not many.
To say we were fasinated with this process was an understatement. I have never seen a crew work so hard and work together so well for the good of the cause.
And yes Doc, I did feel bad for the little fish that ended up in the big boat. Fortuantaly I do understand that these men need to make a living and that people need to eat so I didn't shead any tears. I was brave and just took the photo's.
Actually it was a day I will never forget. A day that I learned that making a living off the land or the water is still quite difficult and backbreaking. A good lesson for me.
Well I finally finished the shower! I started this project on February 27th and finished it yesterday April 10th, now you can see why I'd make no money doing renos I'm way too slow :-) No, it's just that other stuff came up in the midst of doing the tiling and so it got put on hold a number of times. So I learned lots doing this shower and I'd say the physical work side of it was at the bottom of the list.
Here's what I learned:
Sometimes a good cry is necessary when I feel overwhelmed…as long as I don't stay there but eventually dry my tears and tackle the job one step at a time.
"Can you please help me," doesn't mean I'm incapable but that I just need HELP. And for me it's actually a good thing seeing as it's so hard for me to ask for help but I had to do it a number of times…swallow that pride and ask!
I can do things I didn't think I could do.
When it takes about six weeks to complete a shower reno I'd say lots of patience has been learned.
Having to do a tile cut umpteen times because I kept getting it wrong was another way I learned patience. I guess you could say the bonus was I got some exercise going up and down that stairs to go outside and cut the tile. May as well look at the bright side…though I don't think I was thinking about exercise more like if I have to go up and down this stairs one more time…..better learn some more patience.
And then gluing that same tile to the ceiling only to have it fall off and shatter when I took the brace off is the ultimate in learning patience…back to the drawing board with that cut, though by this time it only required a couple cuts to get it right…I guess I'd learned enough patience and this was just a test to see if I'd really learned any.
I can be stubborn and hard to work with when things aren't going right, I can be hard to teach…but I have a patient husband who walks me through it.
I can be unkind when things aren't working out and had to apologize a number of times…character development…I'm not there yet ;-)
While getting started and laying those first rows of tiles I wasn't the happiest camper to be around but by the last three rows I was singin in that shower!
Standing and looking at the complete project puts a smile on my face and makes me proud in a good way. For me to have completed something from start to finish is a good thing and it's rewarding looking at the finished product. I'm a starter but not always a finisher :-)
I can tile a shower!
As far as the character development side of this project because I am a work in progress some verses that I love are:
Philippians 1: 6 "…being confident of this, that he who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus."
Philippians 4: 13 "I can do everything through him who gives me strength."
Everyday these verses are worked out in my life through whatever comes my way.
Dave King, former director of Marshall Space Flight Center in Huntsville, Alabama, and NASA Columbia Recovery director, gives the keynote speech during an Apollo, Challenger, Columbia Lessons Learned Program employee event at NASA's Kennedy Space Center in Florida. The theme of the presentation was "Columbia: Lessons and Legends of Recovery." King also participated in a panel discussion moderated by Kennedy Space Center Director Bob Cabana. Photo credit: NASA/Kim Shiflett
NASA Kennedy Space Center Director Bob Cabana, center, leads a panel discussion during an Apollo, Challenger, Columbia Lessons Learned Program (ACCLLP) employee event. The theme of the presentation was "Columbia: Lessons and Legends of Recovery." Participating, from left, are Mike Ciannilli, ACCLLP manager; Mike Leinbach, former shuttle launch director; Dave King, NASA Columbia Recovery director and former director of Marshall Space Flight Center; Gerry Schumann, NASA Mishap Investigation manager; Greg Cohrs, U.S. Forestry Service ranger; and Jonathan Ward, author and space historian. Photo credit: NASA/Kim Shiflett
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29.06.2020., Zagreb - Video konferencija "Lessons learned" odrzana u Nacionalnoj i sveucilisnoj knjiznici. Photo: Josip Regovic/PIXSELL/EU2020HR
Mike Ciannilli, at left, the Apollo, Challenger, Columbia Lessons Learned Program manager, presents a certificate to Charlie Duke, former Apollo 16 astronaut and member of the Apollo 1 Emergency Egress Investigation Team, during the Apollo 1 Lessons Learned presentation in the Training Auditorium at NASA's Kennedy Space Center in Florida. The program's theme was "To There and Back Again." The event helped pay tribute to the Apollo 1 crew, Gus Grissom, Ed White II, and Roger Chaffee. Photo credit: NASA/Kim Shiflett
Oh, I nearly wept when I saw this. I put the remains of a baked chicken into a pot of water so that I could make stock. I was going to just get started on cleaning the garage and come right back in to turn the heat down and put the lid on for the stock to simmer. Almost an hour later, Claudia sauntered out to say that smoke was coming from the chicken. She was so calm about it that I didn't realize how bad it was until I got into my smoke filled house and charred pan.
29.06.2020., Zagreb - Video konferencija "Lessons learned" odrzana u Nacionalnoj i sveucilisnoj knjiznici. Photo: Josip Regovic/PIXSELL/EU2020HR
It was only ten days ago that I shot a couple of photographs on 10-10-10. So, when I saw an attractive redhead walking through the park with 10-10-10 on her shirt, I had to stop her for my 100 Strangers project.
Rhonda is a registered nurse who specializes in home care. We talked about the changes in health care over the past ten years, as well as it's future. She readily agreed to be part of the 100 Strangers project. I took several photos of her in the overcast light. As I closed in to get a tighter portrait, I neglected to stop down my aperture. It was set on ƒ2.8. As the distance from the point of focus decreases, the depth of field also decreases. The tighter shots focused on the bill of Rhonda's cap, not on her eyes as I intended.
We parted and as I was chimping the shots I realized this. The manual focus lens on my F2 would have saved me, but it was at home, on my F2. I found and approached Rhonda again. She graciously agreed to a few more shots, but the light was not the same, and the serendipity was gone. I decided to go with my first captures for the project.
Later, using GIMP, I softened the bill of Rhonda's cap in the close-up I chose. Although the image is still out of focus, at least it is not in focus in the wrong place. After photographing women at that fragile age between youth and medicare, while using tack sharp focus that shows every wrinkle and pore, I began to wonder if a little less focus might be preferable. I'm not certain which direction is best, and I toss the question to the feet of the same women in that age bracket.
Rhonda, I hope you are happy with the images. Thank you for the reshoot, and for being stranger number 115. Find out more about the project and see pictures taken by other photographers at the flickr group page.
The 100 Strangers website can be found at 100strangers.com/
Nikkor 50mm ƒ1.8, Available Light
Mike Ciannilli, left, manager of the Apollo, Challenger, Columbia Lessons Learned Program (ACCLLP), presents a certificate of appreciation to Kennedy Space Center Director Bob Cabana, during an ACCLLP employee event in the Training Auditorium at the center in Florida. The theme of the presentation was "Columbia: Lessons and Legends of Recovery," and featured a panel discussion moderated by Cabana. Photo credit: NASA/Kim Shiflett
Suzy Cunningham, with the Communication and Public Engagement Directorate, sings the National Anthem before the start of the Apollo 1 Lessons Learned presentation in the Training Auditorium at NASA’s Kennedy Space Center in Florida. The program's theme was "To There and Back Again." Guest panelists included Charlie Duke, former Apollo 16 astronaut and member of the Apollo 1 Emergency Egress Investigation Team; Ernie Reyes, retired, Apollo 1 senior operations engineer; and John Tribe, retired, Apollo 1 Reaction and Control System lead engineer. The event helped pay tribute to the Apollo 1 crew, Gus Grissom, Ed White II, and Roger Chaffee. Photo credit: NASA/Kim Shiflett
NASA Kennedy Space Center Director Bob Cabana, far right, poses a question to several panelists during an Apollo, Challenger, Columbia Lessons Learned Program (ACCLLP) employee event. The theme of the presentation was "Columbia: Lessons and Legends of Recovery." Participating, from left, are Mike Ciannilli, ACCLLP manager; Mike Leinbach, former shuttle launch director; and Dave King, NASA Columbia Recovery director and former director of Marshall Space Flight Center. Photo credit: NASA/Kim Shiflett
NASA Kennedy Space Center Director Bob Cabana, center, leads a panel discussion during an Apollo, Challenger, Columbia Lessons Learned Program (ACCLLP) employee event. The theme of the presentation was "Columbia: Lessons and Legends of Recovery." Participating, from left, are Mike Ciannilli, ACCLLP manager; Mike Leinbach, former shuttle launch director; Dave King, NASA Columbia Recovery director and former director of Marshall Space Flight Center; Gerry Schumann, NASA Mishap Investigation manager; Greg Cohrs, U.S. Forestry Service ranger; and Jonathan Ward, author and space historian. Photo credit: NASA/Kim Shiflett