I thank Tracey Johns and the Chesapeake Bay Maritime Museum for the above photos which were emailed to me this morning. Previously I did not know they had been taken.
I do not sail with fenders over the side. They were out because I was approaching the dock.
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Several of you have wondered about my Byzantine procedure for posting journal entries.
Well even it has failed and, while I am going to continue to type entries on my iPad, I am going to upload them to Blogger on my MacBook. Today I ran into thus far unsolvable problems.
Here are some comparison photos of the iPad Pro and my 12” MacBook.
As you can see the keyboards are essentially the same size. I prefer the feel of typing on the iPad’s Smart Keyboard Folio, as Apple calls it, although not being backlit is sometimes a disadvantage.
You can also see that the display on the iPad is decidedly bigger than on the MacBook and it is glorious. Reading magazines in Texture or watching YouTubeTV or something from Netflix is an undiluted pleasure, and it is big enough so that split screen is useful.
With the caveat that this is coming from a partially deaf old man who wears hearing aids--but I have read similar comments in reviews by those presumably much younger and with normal hearing--the speakers are unexpectedly good. Because it is so easy, I now often listen to music on the iPad rather than connect to our living room system or the Boom 2s.
So no buyer’s remorse.
I have sold an article written on the iPad, so it has already paid for itself. Pure profit from here on.
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After reading my tribute to my grandmother, David sent me a fine line he wrote about his mother. I thank him for permission to share it with you.
A beautiful thing is to see a person embrace a life fully that they hadn’t planned on living.
