I like your style! Having a camera that you like is a great pleasure. Enjoy!

Well done!

And rightly so........Congratulations to your granddaughter and to you.

All I had to do was water the plant, watch it grow and do the harvesting. I thought that a photograph of the finished product would be appropriate.

Owner advises me that this is a 1929 model.

My neighbor added a new car to his collection. I asked him why he didn't keep it in his garage and he said that his Corvette was worth more than the Hudson. I don't photograph cars but in this case, I gave it a try.

I have placed a memory card in every place that I can think of to avoid not having a card when I need one. I have attached some of the shots I took.

Military Reservation = Everything in formation






Louie the Lens (really!) my benefactor.

Thank you. I just bought a dozen 36gb cards. My 4th of July resolution is to not be more than 6 feet from an SDHC card. I'm putting one on my night stand, and the glove compartments (several cars). I am preparing a checklist just like a pilot before takeoff.

Everything on the military facility stands in formation for inspection.

It was July 4th and I was gathering my family to attend a Fourth of July Show and Display which was scheduled to start at 4PM and last to the fireworks finale from 9 to 9:30 pm. The picnic banquet was prepared. Now to load the bottled water, iced tea, cold cans of soda into the cooler, get the folding chairs out of the garage, blankets, potato chips, tripod, camera, suntan lotion, umbrella......got it all loaded. Drove to the site and got the car parked and loaded all of the stuff on the kids, wife and me. Walk to the area and staked out our claim. All unloaded, umbrella up. Plopped down into the chair. Girls started unpacking the food, I reached for my camera and tripod. Set up the tripod, took the cap off of the lens, hit the on switch.................ahhhh.....no live view. I know that the batteries are charged. I should be ready to go. Hit the button, nothing, zip! I then inspected the camera. HMMM, the memory card door is open and...gulp....no card! A quick check of the pockets, nothing, a little lint but no memory cards. I sat back to reflect on how stupid I feel. Five hours to go and too far to go home and get a card. A great shooting afternoon and a fireworks show, all to be remembered but not photographed. What to do, What to do???? I walked around the area and spotted a fellow with a camera. Do I dare embarrass myself and explain my predicament to him? Should I ask him if he has a spare card and will he sell it to me? I decide that it will be better to embarrass myself and shoot some shots rather than sit in my chair staring at a hunk of camera. I approach and introduce myself to him. His family smiles and understands my feelings. He reached into his pack and brings out a card holder, pulls out a large capacity, high quality card and gives it to me, a total stranger. I offer to buy it and he refuses. He does not ask where I live but he gives me his card. I assure him that I will return the card. This morning I mailed a package to him with my humble thanks. My gosh, photographers are a grand lot.

What no one seemed to comment on was the fact that his member was hard as a rock. Quite a feat at his age. Just a passing observation.

I was going through some of my old pictures and ran across a shot that I took of a male nude in Florence. This fellow was standing there in all of his all togethers and I just had to take the shot. To be honest, I was so flustered that I didn't think about ISO, aperture, shutter speed, nothing. Click, click. As I was walking away, I said "thank you" to him and someone next to me said "you're welcome". What a friendly city! Am I in the right department?

T'is possible. Remember those that didn't come home. Have a great day.

Ford, Chevrolet.....fancy...Olds...got bucks....Cadillac,Lincoln!

Impressive work.......

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