I can’t help it.  I love my camera(s).  I had to live sans my digital Olympus Stylus Tough for three weeks, when suddenly my Monday went from “Monday” to “Monday! My camera is back!”  Do you see the improvement?  I was so snap happy I could barely contain myself.  Taking pictures of the cats.  Taking pictures of the garden. (yes! It’s still alive! Can you believe it!?) Taking pictures at my nephew’s football game. It was glorious.  Only to abruptly end.  One week and now it’s back to the shop, shipping back to Olympus.  A snafu of sorts.  My shutter is stuck shut.  I hear it trying to open.  Like after my alarm goes off, I think the louder I yell/moan/scream, the easier/faster/better it will be to wake up.  FAIL.

In any event, back to a picture-less life for another few weeks.  On the upside, I’ve taken to lugging around my DLSR Olympus and giving it some much needed love and me much needed practice.  Rusty.

I can’t leave this post without any pics, though.  Here are a couple from when we went over to the West Coast (of Florida, that is) for a wedding, and hit up the Edison & Ford Estates in Ft. Myers.  Edison was a pimp, for real.  Read up on him.

St. Pete Beach, FL

Thomas Edison's FL home in Ft. Myers

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