I used to use it all the time, my “real” camera. It’s the only thing that was around when I started blogging back in 2004. Well, actually, I had a film camera back then. I got my DSLR in the winter of 2007, which makes it basically ancient, especially as I wasn’t its first owner. My point is that my “real” camera has become almost obsolete in my day-to-day life and I miss it.
So I pulled it out the other day, just for fun.
My garden has grown some things this year that I did not plant. Like mushrooms. I have no idea where they came from. I’m thinking that I chose the wrong kind of wood chips, because these are just not working out. For next year I’m planning to go the way of the garden boxes. I’m annoyed that I screwed up so badly the last two years, but hoping that garden boxes work well. Experimentation is how I do it.
This year’s garden didn’t do totally awful, but I wouldn’t exactly call it a “success”.
The kids were fascinated by the whole look-through-the-hole-to-take-the-picture thing. It’s sad that they don’t know about these things and so many others, like that it’s not necessary to rewind both sides of a tape to get to the beginning. A preview of the photo does show up on the screen for a moment, so it’s current in at least that way.
I didn’t let them touch my camera for long, though, because even though it’s ancient, I’m still protective over it. MY BABY. I need to start taking it out more often because I forgot how much I love it.
This fall has been so beautiful so far, and it looks like it will continue to be so. I think we’ve been outside more in September than we were in the last few weeks of August, which were dark and cold and rainy and dreadful. If this is what fall is like all the time, it’s not so bad. I can get on board with the whole autumn thing.
I’ve even accepted football this year. Not that I dislike it, but it comes in the fall, which, five points from Gryffindor.