Losing a camera is like losing a friend. Sometimes it comes suddenly, like being hit by a bus. Other times it seems slower, like when vision starts to blur and one sees only tiny glimmers of what once was.
Got a job
Grew a real garden
Didn’t visit friends nearly as often as I should have
Often sat home alone on weekend nights wishing I could pick up a phone or just drive to the nearest bar to talk to someone
and I still had time to take these nifty shots…
and thousands more! I’ll be posting more photo highlights from my Canon in the next few days… I’m also trying to get a few last sparks out of her! Wish me luck :D
Please stick with BLASTEDGOAT for 2013 (if it happens) I’ll get a new camera and run ecstatically in fields, even crossing waterways and state-lines to photograph endlessly lovely subjects for you!