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Two large pink roses against an out of focus mostly green background.

An old knit glove atop a lattice supporting green vines, with some leaves turning brown.

I’m getting a feel for the new Fuji, appreciating the range of jpeg settings and having fun finding looks that I like. The neighborhood pea patch provides a lot of opportunities to try things out.

It’s been hot the past few days, but maybe that streak is breaking today. I’ve had a great, tough workout to start my Saturday. Let’s go, weekend.

Gosh do I feel it when Jedda says

The thing is, if I get overwhelmed sorting through photos and don’t post them in a “timely” manner, I end up never posting them. 07/17/2024

Whether it’s photos, quick posts or more lengthy things I think of writing and sharing, the overwhelm -> just-not-doing-it loop is so powerful. In my case it’s not just the sorting/editing of photos; it’s also the constant self-questioning of “is this the right thing to post?” or “is this the right place?” or “should fix the design first?” that get in my way, every time.

An image showing Peloton instructor Jess King in a pink top with her right hand on her hip. She has long red hair and is standing against a black background. The card has a bit of ride information, including the title, Sweat Steady Ride, the date of August 29, and the length, 30 minutes. It includes a small dotplot of heart rate during the ride, which gradually increased to the orange zone a couple of times.

I’ve been making some small visualization and operation improvements to RideShare, my little Shiny app for making shareable cards from my Peloton rides. I discovered the API for more detailed heart rate data and incorporated that into the display, and made a couple of changes to speed up the history display. These were fun small updates to work on!

Two or three sprigs of medium sized green grapes poking out from big green leaves and twisty grape vines. The density of leaves suggests that there are a lot of grapes to be found; there are.

Our new home has a long fence that has been increasingly hidden by unruly grape vines this summer. This week, the grapes are ripe enough to eat! What a treat.

We used to make the road trip between Flagstaff and northern Utah several times a year. We’ve done the drive so many times for so many years; I know every turn, and I know how far I am from my destination at every point along the way. Maybe it’s something about the season that’s making me think of it now — it was frequently and end-of-summer ritual, so late August feels like the time to be packing and driving through that long stretch of central to southern Utah highway, across the Grand Staircase and the descent from the north rim of the Grand Canyon, to finally cross the Kaibab plateau.

A row of small mountains near Spanish Fork, UT, partly hidden by low clouds, with blurred sagebrush in the foreground. There’s snow on the ground.

High cumulous clouds cast shadows across a sunny expanse of the distant Grand Staircase Escalante, viewed across a long vista of sagebrush. The mountains are red and brown sandstone.

Rich morning sunrise color ahead on a highway

We’ve moved, so I don’t know when or even if I’ll ever make that trip again, but those highways and vistas are like smooth, familiar grooves in my memory, a very specific part of many years of my story.