I haven’t owned many new cameras in my life. I learned basic photography in high school, using a loaner camera from my dad (which I still have, as evidenced by the pictures in my post from last year, “I heart photography“). Soon after, he gave me my first real camera, a Nikon that I used it for years and years, until it started leaking light onto the film (yes, film). As I considered ways to repair it (while playing around with a couple “throwaway” cameras), hubby (knowing my sentimental attachment to the brand) surprised me with a new Nikon digital camera.
Long story short, that camera was stolen back in 2010, and hubby then replaced it with the Olympus camera I currently own. It’s responsible for 99.99% of the pictures on this blog, and while I truly appreciate all the decent shots I’ve captured with it, I’ve (constantly of late) bemoaned all the great ones that got away. So a few days ago, hubby made good on his “threat” to upgrade my camera again. I checked the tracking first thing this morning, and saw this –
And this is happening tonight –
Fingers, arms, legs, toes, and eyes crossed that of the two, this is the first to arrive –
Have I mentioned that I have the best husband ever? *grin*