Or “Can there be closure for a wound carved by systemic failure?" I’ve visited on or close to the anniversary more years than not since I’ve been an adult in the region with access to a car. This time felt like a little bigger deal—a big round number. It is 30 years to the day since we lost my uncle. This time it was more explicitly acknowledged that my going was on behalf of the whole family.
Adobe to discontinue Creative Cloud syncing — this is probably the push I need to ditch Lightroom and move to a different cataloging tool (on top of my other cloud and local storage) and a different editor/“darkroom” tool. I do miss Aperture.
A last week in Chincoteague, Virginia.
Planespotting
…the least we can do is take their money and run. Or something. Today was the first day in a while without structured plans and without starting out with a steaming hot morning en route to a 90F high, only to feel even hotter. So my son and I got on the bike and went to our town’s free museums… yes, the Smithsonian Institution. We’re lucky to have this and I try to remember that and make use of them, for my own benefit, but especially for my toddler’s.
On the Washington Channel last night.
Ducked out of the bubble again.
DC’s RFK Stadium from Heritage Island in the Anacostia river.
