Today is the two year anniversary of my joining Mastodon and these past two years have been swell. This is home.
For those who don't know me, I'm Bob, a retired IT guy (yes yes, I know... bad karma). To my credit, I am slightly smarter than my thermostat and a bit brighter than a 6W bulb. I love damp weather. And if I could have just one superpower, I would like the power to change red traffic lights to green.
Anyway, I like to take photos. So here is a four and a half minute exposure of the Pacifica Pier. It's monochrome and I know that because I'm a photographer.
Forgive me: I didn't sleep much last night. Something has been weighing heavily on my heart and I need to share this. I can not let it rest.
Over the last 10 years, my cousin Matt has been researching our family tree. Yesterday, Matt sent an email about one of our family tree's limbs.
In the 1880s, our mutual great-grandparents emigrated from Bohemia to New York City. They left behind a very large family concentrated in a small area of what is now known as the Czech Republic.
In the 1940s, 190 of those relatives - our great grandparent's brothers, sisters, cousins, nieces, and nephews - were murdered in Auschwitz, Belzec, Buchenwald, Chelmno, Gross Rosen, Kaunas, Izbica, Lodž, Lublin, Maly Trostenets, Nisko, Opole, Piaska, Raasiku, Riga, Sobibor, Theresienstadt, Trawniki, Treblinka, Warsaw, and Zamošč.
More than a third of these 190 had photos. Matt found those photos in Holocaust.cz’s online database. This is what he sent me.
We could use a little if this right now. Day 3 of a heatwave. Currently 93⁰F. Yesterday, confirmed by our meat thermometer, 97⁰. Like most SFers, we have no air conditioning.
Seriously though, we're fine. My heart goes out to everyone in far worse situations.
My sister and her partner are dealing with the aftereffects of Hurricane Helene. They are still at the top of a mountain road in the forest above Swannanoa NC. If you Google Swannanoa, you can see the destruction downhill from them. Devastating.
Their house took only moderate damage. Their two trucks - totalled. The old car - useless at the top of their road seriously washed out in spots. Road repair/power - probably not for a long time.
They can evac by foot (likely next week?) with a roller bag and the dog, down the steep 2 mile road. For now they get by, miserly managing food and propane for the generator. Neighbors are helping each other. I reach her once a day via spotty cell access. A hovering copter has already hoisted 2 elderly neighbors out.
Guys, I've done it!!! You all can pack up your shitty cameras and go home.
*chuckles*
Yesterday I took a fresh pack of monochrome film out to Islais Creek and Pier 90 to shoot a really cool set of silos and loading cranes... and this is what the Polaroid Now+ coughed up.
Okay, to be fair, the grey industrial storage silos had about the same luminosity as the blue sky behind it but wow. It's as if a sketch artist started to draw something and then said nah, I'm hungry, I'll finish this another day.
Add: there's a light leak up and down the right edge of the photo. A LIGHT LEAK ON A PHOTO THAT IS ALREADY WASHED OUT!
Well I wasn't going to post another photo today but I just learned it's International Crow and Raven Appreciation Day. So here's a raven to grace your timeline.
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