Synology

This is the map. If you’ve followed the series, this ties the pieces together. If you’re starting here, this is the whole system in one view — how my daughter’s photos and videos get from two phones to my eighty-seven-year-old mother’s tablet, sorted by month, for nothing per month. The Whole Pipeline [Dad's phone] [Mom's phone] | | Synology Drive auto-backup (over the internet) | | v v [ Home NAS: two backup folders ] <- never edited | hourly check copies NEW files (skips anything already handled) v [ Working folder: the "cutting board" ] | I open a browser gallery and pick the keepers v [ One "Import" button ] - convert videos to H.264 720p (ffmpeg) - resize photos - file into Year / Month by the file's date v [ Growth archive on the NAS ] | served over a free Cloudflare tunnel v [ Kids Player app -> "My Records" tab ] - tap a month - videos play continuously - photos drift by, gently zooming v [ Grandmother's tablet. Daughter's tablet. ] Every arrow except one is automatic. The single human step is “pick the keepers,” and it takes about a minute a day. ...

There’s a boring step in the middle of this pipeline, and it’s the step that used to kill the whole thing. Photos land on the NAS from two phones. Before I can sort them, someone has to copy the new ones onto the working folder — the cutting board — while skipping everything already handled. That’s dull, repetitive, and easy to forget. For two years, “I’ll copy them over later” was where the process died. ...

The whole archive starts with one simple rule: every photo either of us takes should land on our home NAS by itself, with no monthly cloud fee. Two phones, one box in the house, automatic. That’s the first stage of the pipeline. It mostly “just works” — until, one day, it quietly doesn’t. This post covers both: how to set it up, and how I noticed one phone had stopped. ...

My wife takes a photo of our daughter at lunch. That evening, my eighty-seven-year-old mother taps 2026 → July on her tablet, and there it is. No one uploaded anything. No one shared a link. The photo just traveled, on its own, from a phone to a grandmother’s screen. This post walks the whole path and tells you honestly how long each step takes. The Path, Stage by Stage Here’s the trip a single photo makes: ...

This is the post the whole series turns on. Everything before it is the problem; everything after it is possible because of the idea here. For two years I couldn’t sort my daughter’s photos. Not because there were too many — because I was trying to do it in the wrong place: inside the backup folder itself. Why Sorting Inside a Backup Is a Trap My phone auto-backs up to a folder on my NAS. My wife’s phone backs up to another. Those folders are my only copies of my daughter’s baby years. Naturally, I wanted to open them and pick out her best moments. ...

My daughter was born in 2024. By the time she turned two, my wife and I had taken about 10,000 photos and videos of her. Every one of them was safely backed up to my home NAS. And every one of them was, in practice, lost. Not lost like deleted. Lost like a box in the attic you keep meaning to open. The files were there — I just could never find the ones I wanted, because they were mixed in with screenshots, receipts, memes, and every other photo two adults take in two years. “Backed up” had quietly become “buried.” ...

Give a two-year-old a tablet and you know what usually happens. A cartoon starts, then autoplay picks the next one, louder and faster, and twenty minutes later she’s somewhere you never chose. My daughter has a different first choice now. She opens her own player, taps My Records, and watches herself — as a baby, at her first birthday, on an ordinary Tuesday last month. She’ll do this for an hour. She skips the cartoons to get to it. ...

My mother is eighty-seven. She lives in the countryside, by the Boseong River. She has never made an account for anything, never typed a password she chose herself, and she would not know what “the cloud” means. But tonight she is holding a Galaxy tablet, and on it she is watching her granddaughter — my daughter — as a newborn. Then at six months. Then last week. She taps a folder marked 2026, then July, and there is a video my wife shot this afternoon. ...

Every time I type a prompt that actually matters — one that solved a real problem or unlocked something I didn’t know how to do — I prefix it with //. That double slash is a convention I made up. It tells my Claude Code hook: this one is worth keeping. The hook saves it to a file. Eventually I want those files to feed an app that writes blog drafts automatically. That is the plan for episode 20 of this series. ...

I checked the DSM auto-block list (empty), confirmed SSH was enabled in Terminal & SNMP settings, verified the iptables startup task was running, and ran a TCP port test — ports 22, 445, and 5000 all appeared blocked. After all of that, I ran ipconfig. The PC was connected to the wrong Wi-Fi network. What Was Actually Happening I have two Wi-Fi networks at home. My NAS sits on one of them. My coding PC is supposed to be on that same network — but Windows had quietly switched it to the other one automatically. ...