My new-since-October camera started spazzing out a few months ago, and although it’s under warranty (thank, thank, THANK the Lord!) I haven’t been willing to part with it to have it checked. Since I want–no, make that NEED–it back before we go to the beach in a few weeks, I returned it yesterday.
Know what the Wolf Camera guy said when he tested my camera? "Wow…I’ve never seen THAT problem before!" NOT the way I wanna feel special!
It was flashing pictures like this:
When they should’ve looked like this:
I’m in mourning…I’ve got the shakes. Can’t take part in Project Blue (not with new photos, anyway); couldn’t photograph the spectacular sunrise I saw this morning; not able to track the bunnies’ growth anymore. And my other babies? I’ll just have to do a better job of taking mental pictures of the ordinary….