A Winter’s Solstice Recovered

Mount McLellan north from Carson City from our favorite winter hike. Captured with X100VI, 2026-01-07 12:26:31, 23mm, 1/6400sec, f/8, ISO-2500, in-camera Tri-X Film Recipe.

Between Thanksgiving and Christmas (and actually to about the New Year) I like to play some holiday-themed music. One of my main go-to selections is the Windham Hill collections called A Winter’s Solstice. There are six collections in that series, most of them completed when Windham Hill was independent.

This year, when I got into my Apple Music application, I found these recordings missing. I was shocked and still do not know how that happened. It upset me sufficiently that I abandoned the idea of celebrating in music. I was busy and the CDs are in a box in the garage somewhere. I was not going to go track them down and re-rip them.

I got to thinking about this early this morning and did a little research to determine how to transfer the recordings from my old iPhone (they were still on it) to my Mac. I found a piece of software (paid) that will actually copy them directly into Music and preserve the tags and album art. It was worth the price of admission so I paid for a year’s subscription.

This saved me a bit of work. I plan on listening to these recordings over the next or so and pick up my missed celebration in music.

Although I was a bit disconcerted by this train of events, I remain grateful. Life is good.

The Pick Box

Here is a collection of stuff from my ancient pick box. Captured with X-T5, 2026-01-07 21:06:06, 80mm, 1/100sec, f/5.6, ISO-12800, SOOC.

I retrieved my PRS Santana SE from Play Your Music this afternoon. I ask Vince to replace the strings on it and get it setup to play. Of all my guitars, I thought it would be one of the easier to get started with as the lower tension on the strings will be easier on my fingers.

For the last couple of years I thought that it would be good for me to pick up my instrument again. It has been a long time since I put any effort into music although music has been a big part of my life for most of it. Late last year I started thinking seriously about putting in some time daily as part of my self care. The Yairi acoustic needs some significant maintenance. I am unhappy with the classical guitar as I do not like the action and I need to spend some time thinking about how I want to change it. The other electric needs some maintenance as well.

So, I chose the Paul Reed Smith Santana SE as it needed the least amount of work and I am confident I can make a happy sound with it. I also bought a small practice amplifier, a Positive Grid Mini, so the guitar will sound decent.

The PRS was ready this afternoon, so I drove over to the shop to pick it up. Before that, during one of my breaks, I picked up my old pick box, blew the dust from it, and opened it up. In it I found a collection of very (very) old picks. Most should probably be discarded, especially the corroded steel finger picks I used long ago for finger-style playing on steel-stringed instruments. Those strings will eat fingernails. (I know from experience.) The Alaska-picks can probably be salvaged and put to service once the acoustic is restored. Some of the flat picks are probably collectible, especially the old Fender and Gibson instances. I also found a couple of The Ventures labeled picks in the box.

The Dunlop Tortex will be retained and used as they make some of the best tone, in my opinion. I will keep the Rolla Music Center pick as well. It is a memento of a time long, long ago.

When I first started playing, I took lessons from a college student who taught part time at RMC. He was a really nice guy and reasonable teacher as well. At one point he told me “I don’t want to take your money any more. You have learned what I have to teach. I will, however, continue to coach you if you will come to my house.” He and his wife were very gracious to me. I cannot remember his name.

Three old spinsters ran the store. The eldest, Virginia, was the sweetest old woman and very kind to me. They eventually hired me to teach part time and that was first experience teaching. I made a lot of mistakes, of course, but the experience was good for me.

My goodness, that was so long ago. I am grateful for these memories and for that time. Life is good.

Although it is long, long gone, the Rolla Music Center was a place where I spent a lot of time. I love the three old spinsters who ran the place. I can still remember how kind Virginia was to me. Captured with X-T5, 2026-01-07 21:05:14, 80mm, 1/85sec, f/5.6, ISO-12800, SOOC.

Happy New Year, 2026

I might have posted this before. I cannot recall. But I was looking for an image to post to Vero a few days ago and found this one. It was made with a Lumix G3 that I had a few years ago and I think a Wollensak 25mm f/1.9 8mm cine lens. Captured with DMC-G3, 2017-11-17 14:01:14, 1/1300sec, ISO-160.

Here it is, a new year. So, Happy New Year!

So, now what? The changeover of the calendar year is something of an event, even if it is just another day. We place a great deal of significance on the ticking over of a year counter. This has been the way, or a way, for a long time… certainly longer than my time.

I do not think this is a bad thing. I think there are good reasons to stop, pause the daily regimen, and reflect on a week, a month, or a year and determine if a course change is needed. It is an opportunity to make an assessment1. I use this time every year to start a new Bullet Journal (my adopted approach to managing my calendar and my projects) and think about the year past, my goals, my accomplishments (or lack thereof), and my intentions for the next year.

There were things I did not do enough of in 2025. These include my guitars and my radios. I found the demands of work and a substantial personal project to demanding to allow adequate time for either of those important hobbies. I did manage to make more photographs because I do that when out and about for other things. I particularly like to carry a camera when hiking with The Girl.

Two videos caught my attention (ahem) yesterday. One was by Rick Beato and is a practice regimen to rebuilding guitar skills. It will serve as a good practice for me, particularly with an electric guitar that is not so demanding of hand strength. I have this bookmarked os I can return to it.

The other was by Pal2Tech, a favorite photographic channel. His encouragement is to make specific efforts to eliminate the pressure of social media on photographic choices and refocus on developing one’s own vision and skills. I like what he says.

I already started reducing the potential impact of social media (which I often call antisocial media) on my life. I have only two outlets that I regularly use — Vero (no algorithm; only see what one signs up to see) and YouTube (beware the algorithm as it induces doomscrolling).

I really enjoy, and am inspired by, some of the photographers I follow on Vero. It is what Instagram was when I first discovered it. Then FB bought it, promised no changes, and turned it into a monster a couple years later.

For YT, I follow a few musicians, a few photography channels, and fewer entertainment channels. The trap is the algorithm, that constantly monitors what I watch and then offers me related videos at the end of each. This is a serious trap and what caused me to abandon IG. So, I will have to be careful, very careful.

The page after the Future Log in my new Bullet Journal is labelled Intentions. I am borrowing from Ryder Carroll’s palette and abandoning Goals for Intentions. I will be working on those, my Future Log, and my January Calendar/Log today. I think that the Intentions page will take some time to fill in. But, I will start with a couple of statements about what i want to be by the end of 2026 and see how that works for me.

My Bullet Journaling approach is still developing. I can see how it has changed over the years as I learn more about what works for me. I think that a few more changes are necessary to make it work better (for me). And, I am working through his book to see what other nuggets of wisdom he might have for me.

In the meantime, have a Happy New Year, figure out what is important and do that. Life is good.

1Hat time to the Legend of Old Gregg.