I know it may seem like a small thing—and, it is—but I am so relieved my camera’s come back to me, cured of its focusing issues. (Seems the theory that it took a knock whilst tethered to Carter’s wrist in a well intentioned attempt to protect it as I wrestled my backpack from a wobbly locker at the Egypt museum is a correct one. Something called the focuser was all out of whack and my poor camera had no point of reference, try as it might to focus. It was set back to zero and now that zero is a hero *snaps*.)
Our amazing January faux Spring continues and the boys and I played at the park after preschool today.
I am grateful Bunny loaned her camera to me, but I am THRILLED I have mine back. I know a lot of whether a photo is great or junk depends on the photographer, but lens quality and ability to zoom really do help a lot. :)
So, of course, I had to check the old girl out and see if she was really fixed.
That’ll do, camera. (Babe, anyone?)