I Miss My Camera, and It Misses Me!

As I was sitting at my desk today working, I looked forlornly at my camera sitting - almost neglected - just a few feet away from me. "Why hath thou forsaken me?" it seemed to be saying. Now, I know that I'm Jewish, and we know a thing or two about guilt, but this is going too far. I was feeling guilt from an inanimate object! This is nuts!

"I hath not forsaken you," I assured it.

"But you haven't used me since last Monday! That's over a week!" Is it possible for a camera to pout? If so, it did.

Oh, this was getting silly. I looked out the window and saw the sun shining brightly. The temperature readout on my computer said it was a perfect 72 degrees. What the heck. I put down the phone, grabbed Mr. Cranky Camera and my macro lens, and stepped into the back yard. I think I've photographed just about everything possible out there, but I managed to find something I've never captured before. Why hello, Mr. Bug!

After that little break, my camera was looking decidedly happier. I promise I won't let a week go by without picking you up again. (After all, there's a soccer game on Saturday!) And I'll always love you!