It hasn't always been that way. I used to have a fairly decent camera, which Brett won, and dutifully handed over to me.
Then we went to Colorado.
I took 10,000 pictures of the place where God lives (the mountains).
Came home depressed but glad to have captured a bit of the Divine on digital film.
Only to lose all but 15 photos somewhere between plugging my camera in to the computer and bringing up the photo folder.
It was not my best moment.
There was serious gnashing of teeth. And a few choice words. And wailing. And blaming. Even though Brett was at work when this all transpired.
Like I said...not my best moment.
So since then, I've stuck with my phone.
Anyone with an iPhone, knows you won't be Dorothea Lange or Ansel Adams...but I figure, you put a fancy Istagram filter in my hands...I'm gonna be satisfied and feel pretty dang fancy while I'm messin' with those little magic buttons.
So, I have loads of photos on my camera and no where to put them. (Though as a sidenote, I've had good luck with PostalPix, when it comes to printing out Instagram and phone photos, in case anyone is interested.)
Time for some Wednesday Weeding.
|1. ...and to dust you shall return. 2. ...if you love me, feed my sheep. |
3. ...poured out for you. 4. ...a hen gathers her chicks...
5. ...how sweet are your words to my taste... 6. ...let light shine out of darkness.