As I said yesterday, I have this photography hobby. I don't much care what I'm taking pictures of. Anything that catches my eye, really.
When I was a kid with that first old 110 camera, I took pictures of clouds. I'd lay on the grass, snapping pictures upward of any cloud I thought was interesting. I still have some of those shots. They're pretty boring. (Clouds, btw, make poor subject matter unless you have something in the foreground.)
When the old 110 died, I went for years not taking pics of anything. Of course, I was also in college and didn't really have the time for hobbies. Looking through the old albums, I really wish I'd saved up enough money to buy a new camera. There are memories I wish I'd saved.
I had that camera for a good long time. It went with me through Arches, Yellowstone and Dinosaur National Park. It catalogued the journey from Florida to Utah. It still works as far as I know. I just can't get the cable to plug into the port anymore so I can't download anything.
Enter HP #2. The little camera that could. I bought it and I hated it (but since I got it half-off on clearance, I couldn't return it.) It didn't have the little view window. Everything I took I had to look at on the little screen. Have you ever tried to take a pic using that damn screen when it's a bright, sunny day? Holy crap. Still, I got used to it and eventually took some killer shots. But it wasn't enough.
So now, it's a year and then some later. I have the camera. I've mostly learned how to use it. (Manual? We don't need no stinkin' manual.) Now I can finally go back to taking the artsy shots again. The clouds, if you will, but with the knowledge to make those shots turn out right. And with the present my husband gave me this x-mas of new memory chips, I can actually take more than 19 pics before I have to download. (You don't want to know the acrobatics we had to do when we went to Estes Park. All I can say is thank the gods for Daughter's laptop.)
Now, I can stand outside with the flock of robins who arrived yesterday and get stuff like this:
Someday I'd like to be good enough with this thing that people will actually pay me for my pics. Who knows? Stranger things have happened. Until then, though, this is a lovely way to take a break from writing.
And yeah, that first pic up there is me at the ripe old age of 14 when we spent a week in the Les Cheneaux Islands. The fish? Mostly my dad's handiwork, but my sister and I caught a couple.