I have a cold. It isn’t much of a cold. It’s the sniffles and a headache. Garry has the same cold. I am whiney. He is grumpy. And there’s no point in complaining because no one gives you any sympathy. All they say is “Don’t get anywhere near me, I don’t need your germs.”
My granddaughter came over the other night. She has finally decided she would like a smaller camera. I pointed out that I really wish she’d made that decision before I bought her a new camera. How many times did I offer her one of my Olympus cameras? But as it turns out, I did have a camera I could offer her, my Panasonic LUMIX DMC FZ300 which. until he fell in love with my Leica, Garry was using. Before that, it was my favorite camera.
Kaity got downright excited by it. It was my “fallback” camera. When I didn’t know what I’d be shooting, I knew whatever it was — landscape, birds, or anything else — this camera would do it. And it has a Leica lens that shoots from 25mm to 600mm.
In return, I got a haircut, having gotten rather shaggy and Kaitlin already is getting over the flu, so my cold didn’t worry her. I think she thinks you can only get one disease at a time. I’m not sure if that’s true, but we can hope.
I hope she loves the camera and doesn’t pick up my cold. It’s a great camera and my hair looks much neater. It’s long enough to tie back, but it’s shoulder length and not halfway down my back. It turns out I can’t take pictures with my hair flying around.
And that’s my news, more or less. I was just thinking about coronavirus and realizing that no one around here travels and we don’t go anywhere. But who knows? What an interesting year we are having and it’s only the beginning of March.