A rose in my son’s California garden just after a night of rain, iPhone, 2014.
Just when I think I have a procedure nailed something new comes along. True these new “Procs”, as we called them in the office, often save labor if I take time to learn them, but I might be running out of time to learn new things.
I spent the AM loading more of the photos I stored on thumb drives to my MacAir. Did I take the not-so-handy course at the Apple store? No, I did it my way. Pretty soon I got the hang of it, but now I am wondering just how long these new copies of old photos will last.
One thing for sure, I won’t add tons of photos to blog posts or emails any time soon. Overwhelming. Better to send them in dribs and drabs, I think.
I want this pot for my pansies. I think its an old grist mill wheel.
OK like most parents, I have hundreds if not thousands of old photos of my kids, however, it annoys me that photos my dad took with his old Kodak film camera look better than anything I took.
Another great flower pot, Ely Cathedral UK
I have thousands of snaps of places many others have photographed before and after me. With millions of Baby Boomers retiring and taking photography classes, I find it difficult to locate something not previously photographed. Or if I photographed it, even years ago, others follow and take more photos. Sometimes, I wonder how many photographers are photographing other photographers?
Heck the last time I visited Greenspring Park, one old guy was photographing weeds. Not to be outdone, I followed suit. Actually, the weed below doesn’t look that bad. He took his shot with more expensive camera, however. Probably for a class. The instructor said, “Get out there and take photos of something different.”
A nice weed, Greenspring Park Fall 2014