old eyes with refreshed vision



Absolute Disaster today as my trusted little camera found its way to the cupboard where it now sits with its predecessors, the disaster not so much being the premature ageing of the camera but the experience of being unable to replace it with a camera of comparable quality.
Where other cameras have slowly failed I have had spare cash to replace it however such is the economic crisis that we all find ourselves in I am forced to live, camera free.


It is said that every crisis is enlitenment, taking this in hand my initial thoughts were of panic on seeing things that I wanted to photograph and being unable to, soon enough however I started to realise that I had become so reliant upon the camera that I had actually stopped looking at things properly, even my sketchbook was spending more time in the rucksack than out.

by 9.30 this evening I found myself sitting on the pavement drawing a water collection drain that sat between two gutters, seeing every detail and finding amusement, joy, even humour while identifying missing features and the ancient looking but crooked stone wall that encased the drain.
The sky also captivated me for much longer than the time it took to take a photograph and what a joy to behold, colours that dont even have names and light that could be arguably on a parr with any place on earth, I cant photograph it but I can paint, thankyou camera for breaking down.
Yesterday, prior to the camera breaking, I did manage to capture a kingfisher hovering, fishing and returning to the nest, absolutely wonderful sight to behold, even between fishing trips it chose to perch, either on the hand rail that ran along the river path or on the rocks nearby to the water, with the absence of trees it was just so easy and captivating to witness. I now know of several Kingfisher nesting sites however this latest discovery is by far the icing on the cake for those who love to watch the reality of nature in all of its simplicity of life; sadly the camera I had was totally inadequate to justify such a beautiful thing, definitely oportunity, ney, excuse to upgrade in the photographic department!

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