I feel completely justified about having made a few disparaging remarks about my camera. It is now time for the fair (!) and the photos I took yesterday look as if they were taken from an airplane, passing through a cloud, if the plexiglass window had horizontal grey stripes.
This is when my bright side gene kicks in.
At least I found out the day before. At least I have time to fix this problem before my sister’s wedding. At least I’ll have one less thing to carry. (Sickening, isn’t it?)
Harriet very nicely reminded me that I could use her camera. It is a red video camera she got for Christmas a couple of years ago and she tells me, it has a picture mode too. But I’m thinking that maybe video is better and aren’t I lucky that my camera died?