Photographs I
Part of my life and art and social media the last 5 years has been photography and musings. Here we are. I hope everyone enjoys having it here.
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I begin again.
I’m soft divorcing from Facebook and Instagram. I can’t abide the roll out of a Meta Ai built from scraping users art and photography. The people at Meta chose to offer opt outs only in countries they had to. This on top of the algorithm suppression of content. It’s too much. Boiling frogs is the analogy that comes to my mind. What next thing will they do if we accept this?
I begin again.
The less I post to the social media sites I occupy, the less I visit them. Unfortunately I hate to leave behind the people who have supported me this far. I started blogging on my website about four years ago and started a newsletter two and half years ago. They weren’t catching on until I moved to Substack six months ago.
One of the subjects I wrote about on my blog was/is my travel experiences. I also reposted the photos to my social media. If any of you were with me before Substack you’ll recognize I’m on the move again. My husband and I are out on the road for an early summer trip. It’s been exactly our usual: not smooth sailing. This one was kicked off, within 20 miles of home, with me tossing a fresh steaming Bean tootsie roll out the window. If only I listened better to Bean, the dog desperately trying to get away from Bean and my husband’s suggestion that maybe, he needed his box. Nah.
We didn’t get away from the house as quickly as we wanted. Truck repairs. More truck repairs. Then some more. Every day for a week was a news bulletin from the front end of the truck. While writing this I’m sitting in the truck at mechanic shop in Shelby, Montana. It’s a tire today. Yesterday we were delayed here because not one hardware store for 300 some miles had some supplies my husband needed. Or they were closed for Memorial Day.
On a scale of chaos challenges I’d say we are at about a 2. I’ll tell you about the worst scenario we’ve been in sometime. It involves Death Valley.
I begin again
I think I will somehow get more reward for less work with this adjustment in how I share, I only hope I can convince the people who enjoyed my posts on social media to subscribe▪️
I like this, and I can’t wait to hear more.
I absolutely love hearing your stories. I’m so sorry we weren’t able to get together while you were here. I miss you!! I hope when you do come back home we can get together. I promise I will get together with you. I’m trying to learn to put myself first but it’s so hard with my kiddies and now my granddaughters! Life is an absolute blessing and I love every minute of it! I Love You Lady!! ❤️❤️